Like carving a block of stone to leave only the form of a horse.
The stone (or the information space) already contained the horse, and a million other possibilities, the job of the artist is to collapse those possibilities into a single reality.
Like carving a block of stone to leave only the form of a horse.
The stone (or the information space) already contained the horse, and a million other possibilities, the job of the artist is to collapse those possibilities into a single reality.
Ah, I haven’t watched The Simpsons.
my fav bit is when the baby screams ‘not the momma’. you should totally check it out.