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Diaspora, art - Michael Garfield Visionary Art (michaelgarfieldart.com)

• Posters: "Diaspora" signed print on semi-gloss 100 lb. cardstock.

• Giclées: Signed and numbered (series of 25) high quality archival print on canvas. Finished with a colorfast UV gloss varnish, stretched on 3/4" bars, and shipped with hanging hardware.

Original piece painted live with oil & acrylic markers and aerosol paint on masonite (24"x32") at The Gatsby (Austin, Texas) for $3 Shows to the music of The Lagoons, Kindaheart, Muddy Flowers, Caterwaulrus, & 365colours.

I used to paint one piece a night, back when I started making art at concerts.  I enjoyed the looseness, dynamism, energy, and flow of pieces that I knew I had to finish then and there.  But somewhere in the last few years, I started hanging out with "real" visionary painters, folks who painted all day every day and logged 150 hours in their average works.  How am I supposed to look legit next to these people if I don't start putting way more work into each new live painting?  So, I left the "start-and-finish-in-one-evening" pieces on the ground behind me (metaphorically).

Flash forward to this year, and I'm nostalgic for the rapid failure and success that comes with cranking out new pieces fast-as-possible.  Plus, I happen to be reading some far-future, totally insane posthuman sci-fi by the great John C. Wright at the moment, and his books have a way of focusing on loooooong-term visionary space migration projects, building spherical space stations around stars, "sophotransmogrifying" all rocks and ice in a solar system into thinking matter...that kind of thing. It really tickles me in the part obsessed with what comes after our imaginary line between machines and living things has been erased once and for all: a minded, living, and responsive world where weapons have opinions, people are technology, the ships that carry us between the stars are ecosystems, more like gods than rockets, and each new invention glorifies what we call "nature" now, instead of being held against it.

Linked thematically to many earlier pieces, this one is another love song to the emptiness of space, which life would fill (indeed, it probably already has) if given any chance to do so.  Think of the lusty yearning to explore the vast frontier...now lay that feeling over images of coral spawning under the Full Moon...

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