20171007-0421 (machinery)

Every machine, at its centre, is a deep blue bucket lowered like a bathysphere into the abyss of our desiring minds.  We fancy our machines to be compliant extensions of our unappeasable needs, but each has a howling Moloch face. Each one is Saturn devouring his children.  
All photographs by Lee Ka-sing
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