demon via grass
Funny how that Google deep dream algorithm ("dog eyes in fractal swirls") became an instant cliche. One of the perils of modernism (the persistent mental attitude, not the historic movement): a signature style, developed quickly, becomes universal, then lapses into exhaustion as a mere marker of a two-week span in culture. Mo becomes PoMo inadvertently; the potential critic of a faux-shamanistic, visually habit-ridden language has too short a window to respond and articulate before it's already "over."