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i don't know what started my obsession with robots. one day i carved one into a block print and now i want robo everywhere. and dinosaurs. together.

i like the idea that there would be a place where an icon of strength and destruction from the past would play with an icon of progress and destruction from the future. my dragonny goofball dino and totally non-menacing robo aren't meant to scare anybody. but then that's part of the point. because there is plenty of futuristic big brother high-tech creepiness afoot, and it is packaged as innocuous, benign.

which brings me to the color pink. things seem pretty harmless in pink. unsuspecting. it could be the evilest thing in the world, and it will seem pretty passive in pink.

what happens when you take something scary and emasculate it? what would you masquerade in pink? does 2 + 2 really = 5?!

i like unexpected combinations. they can be challenging. they can be fun. they can mess with your head. as a culture of sleepwalkers, consuming our way into self-destructive complacency, we could stand to challenge our thinking...

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