Something stinks. Crushed energy drink cans are strewn across the floor, their noxious contents fill Fountain of Time with invigorating formaldehyde green and the air with rude awakening. A digital bust scan of Nefertiti (Sanctioned? Illicit?) spins in Remixed Archælogy, lit by USB-powered plastic crystal. What is real? Does it matter? Donald Trump hangs out in Strange Days Indeed alongside sophistic calligraphy and cheery archival studio portraiture—distorted, meme-ready, anonymous. Flynn warps the foundation of our institutional trust, subverting the authenticity of leadership figures and their capacity for preservation among the digital swarm. The Internet swallows all.
~ Caleb Mathern