For reasons I fail to remember, this piece is also entitled Il Futuro Anteriore, although it antedates by almost a year the other item of that name.
Perhaps it should be labeled “A” or “I” to the later piece’s “B” or “II.” I labeled the sketches, successively, “machine god,” “Orpheus,” and “oracle,” but these terms (however descriptive) failed to adhere.
I am always reluctant to describe anything like this, or really anything I do, as a work of art, which seems to ascribe to it some sort of potentially-ineffable but certainly-undeniable significance. I do sometimes casually make things like this, in my spare time, for no particularly strong reason, mainly as a form of aesthetic solitaire. However, with this item I have a lurking suspicion I may have, from the beginning, wanted to create a particularly startling and very-slightly-offensive image (a conflation of trash, Bernini-esque gilded Baroque, and the cheap horror film), suitable for an attention-grabbing pamphlet…and of course, that is exactly what happened. This became the cover of the portfolio I sent to various architecture schools in late 2000, and it clearly caught someone’s notice.