The Year Under the Machine - Dark Poetic Prose and Abstract Art
Peter Danielsson kindly provided me with a copy of his book The Year Under the Machine for review.
I read it in about an hour, carefully analyzing the images on every other page against the desolate and hopeless text that mirrored them. It told a story of "The Machine" appearing suddenly in the sky and plucking every human into oblivion, and the emotional torture that this put on the leftovers. I admired the art. The intense abstraction of it felt like the void that humanity was getting pulled into in the book. Every word counted in the tiny snippets provided by life remaining un-snatched from The Machine, and every word hurt.
The wicked side of me suggests making this your coffee table book for guests to glance over while you make them a latte in the kitchen. The art and bleakness would draw them in and they would leave your home changed, darker inside, but caffeinated. Can you imagine their surprise?
