Flying out of this world. But this is you, and you are this: what is formless is the space that opens onto the other side of the head. A shadow without a body in a cartography of Elsewhere. Lines of flight are everywhere.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Artist/Geographer keeps his eyes on satellites.
Up in our darkened sky, sinister objects lurk.
They are not the vehicles of some alien life form bent on destroying humankind, though many do look like props from a sci-fi film. Some are so large they could engulf three football fields.
For four decades, the United States has been filling the outer reaches of our atmosphere with 189 reconnaissance satellites. And for several years, artist-geographer Trevor Paglen has been keeping his eye on them.
Complete SF Chronicle article HERE.
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