Omatandangole by Aapo Huhta
Sometimes it doesn’t even look like the planet we know, though it might be the one we’re in the process of making (or rather, destroying).
There is perhaps some consolation in the purity of this scoured landscape that Huhta evokes, the sense that at least something will endure, shown by the presence of strangely altered plants and animals.
These encounters demonstrate how such a fearsome landscape occasions some fundamental disordering of the categories we take for granted, revealing how the oppositions of organic and inorganic, natural and unnatural, are really just a consequence of our finite view.
Darren Campion, Unseen Platform 2018