The industrial ghosts of chance have an imaginary dialogue while passing through the 20th century, awakening into the after birth. Manifested as the 21st century. They haunt, chant and bump. With all past remains being nothing but a blink of abstraction where there is no beginning and there is no end. A modern refusal to ever look down on the instinct, chance is life.
*Artist's side note:
If my individual paintings where to expand their inner noise gate, I believe this short film is an accurate representation of what they might sound. Cheers and Fears friends!