Our world is truly wayward. There is a certain sort of logic, a certain sort of rhythm and rhyme that keeps us moving forward that somehow, somewhere has tilted. Been knocked off it's natural axis. Its natural way of being. This can be partially attributed to the industrial revolution. Our slow digging, sifting and removing ourselves from this planet. As we shoot for the stars and shoot for new planets we still do not realize that we are part of a big picture. Part of a seemingly never ending whole. Simply put, we are not in the universe, the universe is in us. We are all in this together. Perhaps this is the point. The problem. And maybe even the solution.
|Untitled. 09/07/15. Carl Barnett Studio.|