Robert & Shana ParkeHarrison
"He [Robert ParkeHarrison] comes down on the side of lamentation
but expresses it with an unusual combination of poetic license,
laboriously constructed props
and a wry and melancholy,
vaguely allusive sense of myth.
He appears in every picture,
in a black suit and white shirt with no tie,
a kind of Everyman or a minor employee of the universe,
patiently, dutifully doing a job that's too big for him.
That job is essentially to take care of a devastated Earth
with inadequate equipment.
He works or performs obscure rituals
in large and empty landscapes beneath gray skies.
Perhaps this is one man's private way
of saying that neither pollution, global warming nor digitalization
can entirely extinguish the hands-on experience
and human desire to create."
"He [Robert ParkeHarrison] comes down on the side of lamentation
but expresses it with an unusual combination of poetic license,
laboriously constructed props
and a wry and melancholy,
vaguely allusive sense of myth.
He appears in every picture,
in a black suit and white shirt with no tie,
a kind of Everyman or a minor employee of the universe,
patiently, dutifully doing a job that's too big for him.
That job is essentially to take care of a devastated Earth
with inadequate equipment.
He works or performs obscure rituals
in large and empty landscapes beneath gray skies.
Perhaps this is one man's private way
of saying that neither pollution, global warming nor digitalization
can entirely extinguish the hands-on experience
and human desire to create."
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