Out of the Urban flows the face of a Human

Arise ye slaves!

Living within the urban sprawl of London and listening to the everyday conversations from people walking the streets can be a claustrophobic and disenchanting experience, though perhaps less so than living in a rural area. The sights, the sounds, the breath, the tastes, the touch, the oddness, the obscurity, the houses piled upon one another, the people living next to each other with no space to hide, the endless concrete sky, the towering and totally flat buildings, the extremely modern, the extremely ancient, chaotic mix and refined minimalistic logic. It will be the baroque that defines the next twenty years. Overload of existence, of the human condition tinkered with by insane scientists, a community forum of bio-technologists who double up as a lollipop man in his spare time, or a till worker at Sainsbury. What used to be a profession is now a modern hobby. Science has been found out and caught up with. Experience a complete renaissance in discovering new life forms.

That is what this picture is about.

A human face is no longer human.

An urban space is no longer just urban.

By Raygun