The Digital Image

Pixels -- plain and plaid are pooled, portioned and partitioned -- flickering flagrantly, wildly flashing to fool the fools that find faith in fallacious fane. Attracted assiduously, adoringly the artificial artist amuses the music of muses -- tone-deaf tyrants titillating, two-faced scoundrels intoxicated to the time and tune of trickery and treachery. Bliss and belligerence both beguile and bewitch with bestial yet furtive faces. Freedom fails, fiction flatters, flexibility falters forsaking any finesse when what matters most -- when the wight waters of wit and willful wonder wake and wish upon winds of weird -- mimics mannerly meaning -- a meandering match -- and commercial commodity. Can contemporary connoiseurs consciously contain and control their computative creativity, critically counted, conditioned, and capitalized? Do originality and ontology order according to obviously objective ornamenting which ordain origins as obituary by outlawing potentiality? Pregant and potent the replete possibilities in the pithy play of pure professionals present a promise-full prayer to put faith in the assured return of the rambunctious artist.