"Oils"? "Tempera"? "Watercolors"? Ha ha hahhh! I suppose
you type with a "typewriter" and watch films
made on real "film!"
Easel, keyboard, forty-dollar Karim Rashid Go chair
from Container Store – sit down, digital artists,
let's Go!
Posters on demand. In editions of one. Coming out
in a waterfall from giant laser printers. Welcome
to that most discombobulating of technosocial
events, a radical change in the means of production.
You can get Deviant Art fridge magnets, jigsaw puzzles,
and coffee-cups, too! Made from your own art!
Cheaply! Instantly! And the quality of that
production process is pretty damn good!
The prototypical DeviantArt artist. She is fifteen
and eager and happy to be there. You have never
heard of her. She has never heard of you, either.
Someday you'll be dead. Someday she'll be dead,
too, but you're gonna be dead a whole lot sooner.
There are a million and a half of her in countries
all over the world.
