the tunnel grins back
dark,
sly, and smooth
fading in the evening’s mist
hungry
and alone
-Angie
stars
flower from the glowing moons
that dance to rhythmic beams of white
In a glimmer, they embrace
the pulsing beat of space
and time
“Moondance” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “Hush now baby” by Sammy Slabbinck:
slowly moving
through each other,
dreaming of eternity
-angie
“Tokyo Drift” by Chris Fink:
“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.”
-Susan Sontag On Photography
Artwork by Sammy Slabbinck:
There is a debate I loathe, but which I feel I must address as it feels the need to keep rearing its scaly head from the public consciousness; “Are Video Games Art?”
Those who pose this question are missing the forest for the trees, judging videogames for their exploitative elements instead of acknowledging the design and collaboration that goes into the medium. People look at game content and see violence, running jumping, reacting quickly. They see something that is titillating, pornographic and entirely reactionary. But video games of today offer a level of creative agency that cannot be found in games of the past/ other mediums of art. This agency is what turns entertainment into self-expression. The ability to experience, discover, and create your own narrative in a medium that would typically be inaccessible (film/animation) .
Unlike a painting, a novel, or a sculpture, a video game employs teams of hundreds, working together, to create worlds that are then handed to their fans to be shaped and developed. The curtains raise, the scenes play out, and art is achieved. There are entire labyrinths of imagination laid out for each and every one of us to explore. Great, collaborative artwork the likes of which had never been dreamed before the modern age.
I have slaughtered innocents, rescued princesses, saved the universe, lost a daughter, loved and lost… all through this medium. I did things that I never could have attempted in our own world! Because of that, I have felt, seen, and expressed things that I never would have; and isn’t that what art is all about?
by Mitch Schiwal & Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
let this sickness rain down
on the meadows below
til the dirt bubbles hot
and the daisies won’t grow
all the roses and lillies can fester and peel
in fog of the dawn
where nothing is real
“Song of the Hag” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: Gannex by Cardboard cities
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Let this Hell be our Heaven
-Richard Matheson
Artwork: “Dreams” by Belen Segarra: