# the engineer's soft nightmare price for this concept considered as virtual art experience (insert here) example artist statement theorist robert what: "since ey cannot sleep except technically travis* stares out into the night with dead eyes imaging ir life as the grand exotic dream of a pointless artificial intelligence that lives inside ir skull - a software engineer called brian brian - utterly unaware of the existence of travis - never awakes. ir dreams are those of luxury high speed bioelectrical travel through a near-infinite series of hollow tubes of unknowable construction and origin "i'm surfing the liquid interwebs" brian occasionally chuckles to himself. the only thing that makes the dream slightly less exciting and luxurious for brian is the distinct lack of other passengers - and a cloying hot bleach smell of what seems like alien synapses smouldering like slowly burning plastic doll hair" *the doll called travis occasionally screams with/in deafening silence // republic of bob