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ART + DESIGN

JWJ STUDIO. BOI, ID.

ART + DESIGN

JWJ STUDIO.

ART + DESIGN

JWJ STUDIO.

Canned Response, Masculine Tone
Canned Response, Masculine Tone (2019) Acrylic, ink, and pencil on stretched canvas. Photo by: Justin W John
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Acrylic, Ink
Stretched Canvas
Matte
18 x 24 x 1.5 inches
Matte
Acrylic, Ink
Stretched Canvas
Matte
18 x 24 x 1.5 inches
Matte
I began to examine what it is about it that speaks to me. Sure, I can easily point out the interesting visual forms and arrangements or colors. But more so, I see humanity in the machine, it’s imperfection, it’s failure. Somehow then I feel safe. Systems break down, technology breaks down, people break down. Nothing is forever.

Glitch, I think most are familiar with this term in relation to computers and data transmission. Somewhat of a fascination for glitch and when it suddenly is cast on a screen, like a mixed, or maybe missed, signal. For me, it’s almost nostalgic. For others maybe it’s like, “There’s a glitch in the system!” Reminiscent of dialogue in some sci-fi-post-apocolypto-techno-hack-the-future-type movie.

I’ve always loved patterns, a grid, a tight system of orderly sequenced colors, or objects. Rhyme and reason, everything in its place, just so. Moments of OCD, the compulsive urge to have something in a particular way.

Glitch, I think most are familiar with this term in relation to computers and data transmission. Somewhat of a fascination for glitch and when it suddenly is cast on a screen, like a mixed, or maybe missed, signal. For me, it’s almost nostalgic. For others maybe it’s like, “There’s a glitch in the system!” Reminiscent of dialogue in some sci-fi-post-apocolypto-techno-hack-the-future-type movie.

I began to examine what it is about it that speaks to me. Sure, I can easily point out the interesting visual forms and arrangements or colors. But more so, I see humanity in the machine, it’s imperfection, it’s failure. Somehow then I feel safe. Systems break down, technology breaks down, people break down. Nothing is forever.

I’ve always loved patterns, a grid, a tight system of orderly sequenced colors, or objects. Rhyme and reason, everything in its place, just so. Moments of OCD, the compulsive urge to have something in a particular way.

Canned Response, Masculine Tone
Canned Response, Masculine Tone
Canned Response, Masculine Tone
Canned Response, Masculine Tone
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