Portfolio Category - LCEA 2013

Reality, can it be limited to the amount of photons that strike the retina tirelessly? Simple addition of stimuli that plague us, it is there, hidden in the electric crackle that embraces our axons? Can it be quantified by science, rationalized by philosophy, or even captured on a thin strip of celluloid as angry Djinn in his antique oil lamp? Our experience (s) of the Real, the landscapes we cross day after day, familiar, intimate to the bone … wouldn’t it be the disparate elements of our inner theater. Rigged perspectives stack of cardboard pulp and stucco, beautiful CG shaped for our undivided attention by the reducing prism of our perception. Layer after layer … Peeling the Reality to the bone.