Weaving Milk Clouds
Open the door and step into some transient sense of awe. “What is this?” You’ll no doubt ask your mumbling self. “What do I think it means?” and whatever useless pseudo-intellectual things you feel matter. I think what really matters is not some abstract meanings that try to border mind shattering statements but really something different and strangely attractive.
Alberto Seveso has done something. At first it seems like he took some milk. Threw in some dye. Got a turkey baster. And finally released a few drops into some water. And photographed all the fascinating stretches and bloating and intricate swirls that result from such a drop. Maybe that’s exactly what he did. My competence only goes as far as looking at something and writing the nonsense. I don’t know how to feel about it. I’m sure most of you do though. As cool as these things are-and they are in fact meticulously, inexplicably cool- I wouldn’t want them hanging from my wall. But it’s hard to deny that these colourful intricate clouds are not something mesmerizing. And so easy to fall to.