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The world rendered in miniature, distant. The signs of the world arranged in a taxonomic grid. Prefiguring action of action figures, scenery in the play we project. MD -> NY, gallery direct. Painted with a teenage aestheticism, pizza handed in Guston gluttony, brushstrokes dragged like feet to get in the car. Distinct Joe Fig’s clever meta game of infinite cleanliness, instead touch rendered, Buffon’s empty streets, and human remnants find a sentimental blowing in the detritus, the world empty, ready for the world’s endless figurants. The facade of the gallery to imagine its inside, the inside everything out, synechode New York. I would like the police car action set please.
