Another “art drop” at 35,000 feet.

Another “art drop” at 35,000 feet.

Ignoring its surroundings, the robot strode through the abandoned halls. The bright light streamed through the high windows illuminating nothing but forgotten purpose.

Unique individuals



Airsickness bag art…

Seeking to catch the light in an analog photo-chemical reaction.

Let’s go!

(Art drop at 35,000 feet) The robot sat in the seat next to met, without moving or making a sound, apparently taking a few idle cycles to access random sectors of memory and review their contents. We were both experiencing the movement of electrons across circuits.
