×Ryu Takeda’s “The Sixth Night" at The Green Gallery

Of all the thoughts that keep me up at night, there’s one that inevitably resounds beyond the perimeter of the bedframe and into my day ahead. It’s always creeping around, but it’s hard to describe. It lives as a nagging boogeyman who incessantly questions the nature of presence, distance and technology. This guy haunts me with questions about the limits of simulated life without physical connection. He needles me with thoughts about mediated digital engagement and the potential to lose our collective grip on reality.

The boogeyman was creeping hard last Friday when I visited the Green Gallery. Bad night; poltergeist-ey day. A residual montage of flat, Instagram-friendly paintings pattered irritatingly in my head. But Bogey met his mat

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