It took me twenty years to get Steven Parrino's work. From the time I first saw his art in the mid-eighties I almost always dismissed it as mannered Romantic formulaic conceptualist-formalist heavy-metal boy-art abstraction.
There is no scientific reason to think that we even with space travel are going to survive as a species for ever certainly not by biting off the hand that feeds us which is exactly what we are doing.
