art by benjamin harubin. text and art copyright benjamin harubin. posted in no particular order, from 1976 to the present. i have the capability to print the strictly digital works up to 40" with archival materials. some restrictions may apply.
contact email is bharubin provided by gmail with a com thrown in there for good measure. and a @, too.

click on pics to giganticize. dimensions are listed in order: horizontal, vertical, depth.











Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Night of the Living Chembots

Night of the Living Chembots
benjamin harubin 2022
16" x 12"
 acrylic, phosphorescent powder, marker, found objects on cotton cloth

Night of the Living Chembots (at night)

 


doing tricks -for treats

yearning to emerge



Monday, September 12, 2022

Several Species Of Small Furry Animals

 

committing small acts of sedition against the crust enclosure.  

before science and technology is the dreaming brain.  tiny dreambots adopted poses and the crusts were sent into the world and the words begat dreams

directed exploration of the unified dreaming that travels the net, never still, traversing the nodes. 


HOW NOT TO OVERTHINK IT WHILE EXPLODING
benjamin harubin ©2022
9" dia
cardboard, siding tile, paper, acrylic paint




THE HEROES WE NEEDED
benjamin harubin ©2022
10" x 6" x 2"
plastic, plaster, tree bark, synthetic fiber, acrylic paint




WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE WITH THESE LIGHTS ON, FROM OTHER SIDE OF GLASS 
benjamin harubin ©2022
11" x 5" x 5"
wood, steel, ceramic, acrylic paint

3/4 view




NOTHING COMES FROM NOTHING
benjamin harubin ©2022
6" x 5" x 1"
acrylic on terry cloth




THEY DID A NUMBER ON YOUR HEAD
benjamin harubin ©2022
12" x 10" x 5"
wood, objets trouvĂ©s, acrylic paint

3/4 view




WHERE DO THEY GO?
benjamin harubin ©2022
9" x 8"
aluminum and acrylic on terry cloth


Friday, July 29, 2022

Journey to the Apex of the Protoderm

 


JOURNEY TO THE APEX OF THE PROTODERM
benjamin harubin ©2022
12" x 18" x 2"
wood, paper, acrylic paint




can we just revert to stem cells, 
become generic citizens,
blending in with the crowd,
ready to become anything,
what trails emerge
now at the turning



Tuesday, June 14, 2022

Saturday, May 28, 2022

no asylum

 

no asylum
benjamin harubin ©2022
27" x 16" x 6"
bricolage, cardboard, acrylic paint, pencil


no asylum
detail
benjamin harubin ©2022

no asylum
detail
benjamin harubin ©2022



memory palace but leaky and prone to transcription errors 

where you pick up those garbage words?

the fact that computers have become shockingly good at producing natural human language but being somewhat deficient in meaning and context should give us a hint about how basic it is for humans to produce natural human language. 

all the words we have ever heard are just moshing in our head pit?  not in the pith but in the cortex, the fruit?  what walnuts are carried away?  what are we building?

here is yet another input to the word salad surgery, the constant buffeting of the winds the electromagnetic chemical sonic winds of constant change sustainable war within and without you amen.

was this written by a computer?




Monday, May 23, 2022

The System

The System
benjamin harubin ©2022
8" x 14" x 8"
found objects, acrylic paint

 

an artifact

artifacts are always maps and maps are tools.  all tools are mapped to their use.  
this is a more accurate world tree diagram of the human experience than can be found in many a medieval or ancient mystical text, if used correctly.  
the universe can peek into the small universe and vice versa, through a variety of portals. 
all the magical woo woo and extraordinary states of mind are examples of our ignorance of the ways in which information can flow through systems within & systems without. 
"art", visual art in the art world of the present day, fulfills a number of different functions.
works of art are tools, sometimes wielded upon you and sometimes that you can wield upon yourself, sometimes as a bludgeon and sometimes as a portal through which mysterious energies can flow. 

although we have to say that the concept of artefact production and 'tool use' as some kind of special defining characteristic of intelligence is specious and arbitrary.  after all, we consider the shell of a mollusk an organ of the animal.  the termite mound is an organ of the termite superorganism.  are highways and skyscrapers any different?  

more animals are being added to the list of tool users.  the above is a track of where we've been.  watch the window worms.  

what people usually mean by the word think is the process of pre-vocal production of speech.  speech, and the further translation into text, are inherently one dimensional.   
all thought is one dimensional, like DNA spooling out of a ribosome, just a series of letters arranged in a single line, but how it interacts with the environment subsequently involves higher dimensions.  to us linelanders, thoughts appear as if by magic out of the black.







Tuesday, May 3, 2022

might have solved the mystery of PURPLE GROTTO

 

might have solved the mystery of PURPLE GROTTO
benjamin harubin ©2022
7" x 9" x 3"
wood, found objects, acrylic




not going to capitulate the first letter, as if you don't have a life,  i have a life, just like everyone, like they have the lock, they have the key, they have the walls, the membranes, the halls

human are like: i have the will to power like gimme go go gadget legs, so it makes this ridiculous termite mound of contraption of funkly rods and rubbers 

getting asymptotically closer to that magical mental curving line THAT MOST ELEGANT PHYSICS (appearing a butt ugly way to negotiate a series of turns to others, perhaps),  remember that your Most Grievous Mistakes could be appreciated aesthetically as picturesque ruins to a Romantic artist,,, kept a few of those cool columns in the garden after selling all those marble blocks to the shop mart peoples$$$$$ yes i stole the peaches













Words of the Shouting Tree

Words of the Shouting Tree
benjamin harubin ©2015
7" x 15" x 4"
canvas,  acrylic and collage


 

all plants sing, especially when they're happy, but sing all the time, and some trees shout watch out shout all the time watch me watch me like james brown