Once upon a time, we cast out into the universe two slim pieces of metal with scribbles of what we thought was important to us. They may never be witnessed by any being that could understand them again, but we made them anyway, and if this is not art, I don't know what is.

For someone to look for 'value' in someone else's mark upon the world is to mistake that there has to be a value other than someone made that mark and that someone else might happen upon it, and there might, across who knows what gulf of time and distance, be that spark of communication

Art is communication, simple as. If I am yelling down a hole, writing to someone, dancing with my friends, painting a mural in silent memory, binding flowers for a crowd, it is all art. The medium can be anything. Video games especially are art, just has been heavily commercialized for so long.

the year is 2032 and the only thing left to masturbate to is the mastercard logo which... uh... 😳💦

Hopefully they take the right message out of tonight. Even if probably not, I'll still hope.

Your robots(and other designs) are too good!

Fun numbers I had to come and mess up