atomic elroy
Since 2003
Works in Colorado Springs, Colorado United States of America

BIO
Atomic Elroy is a time based media artist working in video installation and performance, and a combination of all three. Elroy considers himself an Art Humorist using a self mocking approach to all artistic values and standards. Never quite knowing if he is involved in self parody, or just frustrated with the art worlds pedantic nature, he always goes for the humor
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DISCUSSION

Re:Richard Chung wrote


Richard Chung wrote:

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and so on...

apologies to samuel beckett.

DISCUSSION

digiart magazine void


since the evaportion of ARTBYTE...
there are no real exclusive digital art magizines. are there?

ae03.

DISCUSSION

artist favorite wine...


Nobody understands me....

AE03.

DISCUSSION

art as action not words


imagine i've just fallen off a horse.

imagine a video of me ridding a horse, then falling.

imagine me writting about an action... that I've never done.

fade to black.

Action is the principle of life. ( a.artaud)

cheese! snap, click!
AE03

DISCUSSION

Re: Re: Re: spam threat


Eryk Salvaggio wrote:

>
> Ah. That guy called me an asshole, and while I've come to expect that
> from
> most of my emails to this list, I didn't quite know why.
>

Maybe we should get everyone on this board to send him a "LOVE LETTER"?
( kidding!)

say cheese!
AE03