It all started on Cascadia festival in mystical Washington state in July 2017. It seemed like a great idea to put big white boxes into the wilderness. Business people eating their lunch around the barren rocks and wet lush grasses. And it will be surreal and fun! I’m not sure if it turned out as surreal and fun as I thought. Also, there was a big temptation to cover those big boxes with some type of a facade so no one will have doubts regarding my architectural design abilities. I tried several options. It was such a pain in the ass to paint and they looked so bad! Eventually I decided to leave the buildings just white, as blank monoliths of reason and rationality in the sea of natural chaos. Stanley Kubrick’s Black Monoliths from “2001  Space Oddity” inspired me also. After all, it is not all about the shape of the building. It is all about a man-made object in the context of nature, about bold hefty shape, every curious eye could catch and recognize as a safe place for humans to survive.
Let’s imagine people who would work there and would have a lunch break at noon and the weather will be perfect to go outside and enjoy it.
With well processed food packed into plastic containers and cardboard boxes, we are ready to go out to meet with nature face to face, to take away the mask of a big game we call life and to be ourselves for one hour. So Cata, Liz and I went out!
They knew in advance that I was going to put them into some paintings, so they wore proper business outfit that day. “Great” I said, let's go out now! So, we went around the Heather lake. Every time I think about that lake, I have a vision of Sienna Dawn in my mind, because it was totally her responsibility that I saw the lake. Thank you Sienna! Anyway, while walking around the lake on the wooden boardwalk, we saw two dudes from the Pink Floyd “Wish you were here” album cover shaking hands. Girls didn’t recognize them, but I knew who they were, since I made them to stay there. Sound of the waterfall was like a lullaby for our starving stomachs.... Ah, I’m so sick of these paintings, I can’t even continue writing about them!
Lunch Break
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Lunch Break

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