Abstract, flickering forms. A kind of celestial examination of tiny detail and uncanny motion, or tricks of the eye, or maybe even just the phenomenology of the eye, what it can see and understand in time. All grounded within the sounds of everyday life, the bustle of open spaces, pissed off car park attendants, the thrum of ventilation ducts.
KEN AND ERIC, PHOTO:BRYONY MCINTYRE
KEN JACOBS AND ERIC LA CASA AT KYTN 07
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KEN JACOBS AND ERIC LA CASA AT KYTN 07

