Found Art: Screen Captures of a Scrambled Cable Channel
The color, the texture, the ironic comment about how distorted our view of sexuality is as a nation or how we're separated from sexulity by society.
Maybe it's a wry, ironic comment on information.
There's also the color and the texture. Is it the defacing of the beautiful or the revelation of the ugly? Does it add depth to the shallow, unsubltle world of callous, casual stripping? Is it a retro-drug trip induced by modern day commerce driven privacy? I'm telling you. You've got something here.
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