| Thirteenth in the Genomic Works sequence, Angie Dickinson pulses with stylized energy. The central portrait is rendered in saturated pinks and blues—high-contrast, theatrical, and emotionally ambiguous. It’s
a constructed signal: part glamour, part glitch, part myth.
The Devil card appears here, embedded within the vertical rhythm. Not as a moral claim, but as a symbolic fragment—one more piece in the system’s refusal to resolve. Surrounding it, the bands collide:
botanical illustrations, blueprint diagrams, abstracted texture, and toy
schematics. Each element floats, untethered, resisting explanation.
Angie Dickinson flickers, performs, and invites projection. The canvas becomes a site of emotional drift—where meaning is felt, not fixed, and every viewer reads the genome differently
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