SPIRALLING
NEW WORK
by PAUL DAVIS
12–16 February 2024
Private View Thursday 15 February 6-9 pm
All Is Joy Studios aka TWELfTH 75 Dean Street London W1D 3PU
We humans, like all other matter, are made up of atoms. Atoms are 99.99999% space.
We are hardly here.
Unimaginably tiny sub-atomic particles exist in an unbelievably massive universe. We think space has been accelerating in all directions for 13.8 billion years. Blessed be the lens makers!
Apart from on Earth, sapient beings may never have existed and perhaps never will. We don’t know.
Experts estimate there’s a one-in-400-trillion chance of anyone being born. Our brains are the most complex thing in the known universe.
8 billion people have one.
We know what gravity does but not what it is.
We are innovative, creative and destructive.
The end of the world has been unsuccessfully predicted hundreds of times. Life on Earth will die in about 1.3 billion years; the universe in 10100 years (a googol).
We worship thousands of Gods so apart from yours all the other Gods are wrong. Astrology also doesn’t make any sense.
According to statistics, 63% of countries are governed by full, hybrid or flawed democracies. Liars and frauds are elected.
Trading in land, property, natural resources, technology, weapons, drugs, information, narcissism, money and marketing are immensely profitable. The majority of us are decent.
A minority who think they’re better than everyone else make most of the noise. Sometimes it seems like the world is full of assholes. It isn’t at all.
Satire is excellent.
Capitalism is the world system.
Very few own an awful lot.
Some large global corporations make weapons and prosthetics, thus cornering a market. The internet is fabulous for espionage and cyber-security; advertising and shopping. Dishwashers are marvellous.
Staring into your phone is maladaptive behaviour bordering on addiction. We still don’t understand consciousness.
AI is with us.
Rejoice.
“What surprises you in life? The marvel of consciousness – that sudden window swinging open on a sunlit landscape amidst the night of non-being.”
