RND/ To consider a photograph series expressing the existential misery of renting. Images via typically scummy UK aggregate Lettings Agency site:
Ideal / Idealized Cost for such Conceptual Work: £1.2M (in order to pay for the disgusting cost of a half decent house in my area – not as awful as those seen here.) Contact Robert What today for details.
Term – “Rentalism”: such places with their washed shitty, violently mundane, noisy, washed out mobile phone lens qualities – their depressive realism, their miserabalist sense of social isolation and alienation, their flat emotionless light, superbland cramped interiors, mold sign.. it all points to a pokey little nowhere in some awful backwater city with no possibility of psychic escape or respite from the two dimensional void of Everydayness – a dead world long left in total limbo.
England utterly sucks for those without the necessary cash.
RND/ to consider super bland corporate office art posters, direct from what Robert What calls “The Near Future Retro 80s”
4032 x 2352, 256 colour .png, edited in Gimp – from an office screenshot
Wow, look at that. Effective image based summaries of innate existential dehydration, often seen quietly existing on the reception wall of some terminally boring, hyper-bureaucratic backwater Mcjob Lozenge your shitty “Send more bodies” temp agency posted you to.
No. You got it wrong. It’s not about sounding all nasal. It’s about sounding like you don’t have a care. Like your bills are paid and you’re happy about your future and you’re about to jump in your Ferrari when you get off this call. Put some extra breath in there. Breezy, like you don’t need this money, like you never been fired, only laid off.
– Langston, Sorry To Bother You (2018, Director Boots Riley)
– In which a series of metaphysical poses direct from zone psychic-zero plays out in oh-so predictable manner, never once challenging precious long held unconscious assumptions, a soulless, frothy decaf life set in untouched marble where only fake dirt and minor scratches and other deliberate ‘retro-filter’ flaws flaws exist to keep it all P.C – a hermetically sealed image bubble of five star international holidays in the warm faded and lightly grainy sun, where nice new kicks, and simply delicious pseudo-spontaneous recipe ideas are forever lightly tossed online for / as effortless, mass corporate vampiric consumption; perfectly professional and cosmically uninspiring
RND/ To consider select screens from the Tom Baker era of classic UK sci fi series “Dr Who” :
In which super mundane colors  listlessly pop forth from ancient dimensional TV portal tubes direct from The Basement Archives; old faded scarves providing a warm yet mildly depressed feeling of half forgotten star travelling nostalgia, featuring cosmic acting legend Tom ‘Book Tower’ Baker.