This one’s straight out of the sketchbook so its a bit rough and there are drawings on drawings. I really wanted to show it off though. I believe its conceptual virtue will see it through.
Here’s the idea:
I first got limited access to my subconscious leading from an agreement with my mind that it’d let me in to try to fix it. We were having a few problems, my mind and I.
What it didn’t tell me was I wouldn’t be allowed to remember very much of what I’d seen there. There was no arguing, I was very lucky to get the access I did. Any time I’d dream or have lucid waking half dreams I could go there. My anonymous handler gave me a computer in a nice enough room to work in and I asked to be left alone.
After a while I used some other bits and pieces to construct a device that could project an image of what I could see on the workstation onto the wall. It still needed to be patched into the main securtity network to make it “live,” I never had any problems there though and I’m still not sure how I got away with it. I reckon I was the beneficiary of the good nature of some member of the security staff who saw what I was trying to do and disregarded his or her orders for the greater good.
I hid a large sheet of paper on my person on the way in one night and was able to draw over the projection and secrete the paper and have my escape with the precious data which I was then able to make into art. This then is one of the places I get my art from.
My mind wasn’t too impressed when it found I’d been at the restricted media but but I told it to remember who was in charge and to shut up or I’d stick a pencil in it.
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