My closest friend and I as our true selves.
Another entry in my series exploring transhuman dysmorphia.
I don’t think I’ve ever drawn something personal or expressive before, but here we go.
This is a concept that I keep returning to in my dreams. It began when I was listening to Lustmord as I travelled through the city at that time of day when it’s so bright everything seems to shimmer. There’s something beautiful yet haunting about it. Horror doesn’t only happen in the dark. I envisioned this utopian city that was for some reason uninhabited. Humanity had reached its peak and then they inexplicably disappeared, leaving only their predecessors and descendants behind. These two in particular are on a journey to find the human race, during which they discover they have a lot in common.
In which I celebrate the 40th anniversary of Alien and discuss sleeper agents, xenophobia and anthropomorphism through the lens of AI. Continue reading “Prometheus-by-Minute Alien Day 2019”
In which I am back from hiatus and joined by the most excellent Phillip from The Matrix Minute! Continue reading “Prometheus-by-Minute 47”