ϴ "Void Plan" CS [CH-349]
Pressing play on "void plan" we are entering a realm of perpetual night, assured in the futility of human offerings. We toil on a bed of lava, sulfur burning our lungs, while the universe scrapes along going nowhere. Trapped in a pit of tar, frozen in slow motion as we slowly slide into the void amidst the surrounding debris. It doesn't care.
CS with color art on metallic paper.