Welcome to the Museum of Digital Photography:

Is it true what they are saying? Smart people are flocking to curated platforms showcasing vibrant, thought-provoking visual culture? Even if this is hyperbole, you can take a page from Gandhi’s book and ‘be the change’ you wish to see in the world. Flock here! Flock yeah! As they say in the vernacular, get your smart on! Engage! Get ready to enter a kind of visual warp speed…the stars begin to streak past you in lines of light as you enter an aesthetic ganzfeld. At least we hope your experience is somewhat along these lines…a kind of ecstasy without the agony…a kind of psychedelia without any other paraphernalia than hyper-curated imagery. We are abstemious when it comes to art…teetotalers but not tee-totalitarians…purists who don’t mind mixing things up a little…visually. Why? Because creativity is the greatest stimulant there is…art is habit-forming like anything else…but why frame all this in the ethos of an addiction? Because art can be that thing that gives you so much and also allows you to down-titrate yourself…allows you to discipline yourself…to work in post-production…to curate…to edit…to reflect on your craft…to give, ultimately. To let go, eventually. Art is an alternative to a lot of bad alternatives. Art is that mimetic creature that apes creation, itself…when you try to align yourself thus, you are bound to experience things that merge into the spiritual…you are bound to find a kind of fulfillment and experience devotion. Then what? As with any surplus, sharing becomes a central ethos to the artist.

About Hyper-Cubism:

Hyper-cubism is a visual approach to intercalating or imbricating an image with itself…it is a pinching of the image and the resultant reproduction of the image within the image…a kind of gathering and a kind of gleaning by way of folding the field and reproducing its potatoes again and again…please, forgive my vocabulary…it does that when I write…suggesting the most ridiculous sesquipedalianisms and mots recherché where ordinary polysyllabics and quotidian combinations of letters would do just fine…alas, whilst we can help ourselves, why would we want to? When it comes to art? When it comes to expression? Maximalism wasn’t just a Roman emperor.

Hyper-cubism, as mentioned elsewhere, is a phrase coined by the photographer (and, in a possible Leibniz-Newton calculus situation, by others, as well, unbeknownst to the photographer) to describe the visual effect of the images below. They repeat their content. They celebrate and disrupt the singularity and solidarity of the subject. They represent the ego’s insatiable desire for sprawl. But don’t worry…the universe takes care of its egomaniacs…the images never get any “bigger” in terms of their boundaries. There is a kind of irony to an approach that seeks infinity and doesn’t get any bigger. There is a kind of hamartia. Remember that one from Greek tragedy? The problem with wanting…and getting…too much is that eventually you have too much. Ever play a game called Monopoly? Is it really that much fun, at a certain point? No.

Hyper-cubism celebrates excess. To an extent. Visually striking, the effects ultimately universalize or democratize into literal field-equivalents…the final images often look like French meadows in springtime abloom with wildflowers…you, gentle visitors, are the bees…take the pollen of your visits to make your own honey. But beware…a viking-correlative always exists who will take your honey and make mead…and this mead will intoxicate…and then the vampires will descend! Art begets art. That much is true. But what happens when you visit and go create? Is this a counter-rotational torus to the inner-swirling of my projects? And what would happen if lighting strikes a powerline that supplies the internet with its energy, causing a surge of 1.21 jigawatts? At the same time, a mad scientist is connecting alligator clips to an exquisite corpse-compilation and a monster is born! This monster knows not who he is. His born-identity is a mystery. As it has been, it will be…or will it be? To be? Or not to be? Are you a pencil artist? 2B? Or not 2B? Hmm…to be…continued.

About the Photographer:

Kevin Brown is the nom de lens (and the real name) of a California born artist who cut his digital teeth in Tokyo and then went on to cut another row of teeth in Taipei…actually, he is a virtual mako-shark-of-an-artist when it comes to cutting his teeth because he has photographed in quite a few locations…time and energy permitting, he’d like to photograph in many more milieus…he shoots with his iPhone and with Sigma Merrill DP cameras…if you ever meet him, don’t get him started on Foveon sensors…he’ll talk both your ears off! He’s open to imaging on new platforms and will likely grab a Leica one of these days…if you have a Hasselblad handy and want to do a co-shoot, shoot him an email. He welcomes you to the images below…enjoy!