DIGITAL SERIES ❘ THE HAPPY ROUND HEAD ❘ 2024

This series explores “nature’s” symmetry and duplication, inviting the observer to engage in a vast, playful, simulational world of codes that can be copied, mysteries that can be mirrored and “Objects” that act as props, presenting “realistic” and familiar environments within the story. These works probe the boundaries of thought, and the emulation of performance and function.

  • "2909241145"

    Original Artwork Details:

    Title: "2909241145"

    Medium: Digital

    Date: 29th September, 2024

    Dimensions: 59.4 cm x 84.1 cm, 23.4 inches x 33.1 inches

    Context:


    A Blue Horse was just a thought, stretched out across a world of infinite noughts. The beginning was a circle or a sphere of some sort, juggling the tiniest "Objects" that couldn't be caught. At the end of the turf was the duplicate scene, something the Horse had never quite seen, all was the same in symmetry's name, but never decoded, for this was the game.

    Image: © UOWCIII®

  • "1608241331"

    Original Artwork Details:

    Title: "1608241331"

    Medium: Digital

    Date: 16th September, 2024

    Dimensions: 59.4 cm x 84.1 cm, 23.4 inches x 33.1 inches

    Context:

    Kneeling on both legs, was the person with The Happy Round Head. The happy face was on the front of the head, but merely a face, it was. We knew it was a face though, because a wide smile took the place of a nose and a set of eyes and ears.

    And then, the biggest bubble fell from the sky, but for one, not in a great enough supply - UOWCIII watched it land, perfectly in the hands, of the person with The Happy Round Head, kneeling on both legs.

    Image: © UOWCIII®

  • "3009241501"

    Original Artwork Details:

    Title: "3009241501"

    Medium: Digital

    Date: 30th September, 2024

    Dimensions: 59.4 cm x 84.1 cm, 23.4 inches x 33.1 inches

    Context:

    There was a sloping piece of ground that looked like turf stuck to a wall, there was a section that was pink, connecting all abstract links. We turned the other way and saw what used to be the ground, everything, it seemed had turned upside-down. We looked at both of our hands and all fingers were still there, holding on from above was the head that just stared, and a shape with eyes that arrived to watch all that would surprise.

    As we turned away we saw a shape travelling towards a door, and forwards it would roll, following the floor, to the worlds of those playgrounds before, realising that anything that we saw, was that subtle state of awe.

    Image: © UOWCIII®