Supply & Surplus - The Art of Making Things
T H E C O L L E C T I O N
1-800’s-NOW / THE BIRDS OF PARADISE, LOST! / (AND WE GOT THE FUCK OUT OF THERE) / SPRINTING! / LIGHTYEARS (AWAY) / I HAD NO IDEA, WHERE IN HELL WE’RE GOING.
It’s almost the future of us! We are losing everything, the birds of paradise lost. The chronic nostalgia, for everything, we kill off. The species, the substance, we mine into extinction. It’s the essence of us. A reverence for the past, for brass, lichens, and grass growing back, the creators and creatures, lost instincts. It’s evidence! Candle wax, stained glass, crystal, coral, bone, and precious stones, like clean slate.
The future of humanity is on the horizon.
I want to keep looking out, but it’s sicker when I look back.