Discochromatic Funktion and the choreography of clouds..
Feet on the floor, head in the clouds. Directing clouds without a care in the world.
A “scientific study” (in the loosest possible terms), of beauty and movement, like a chapter title in a cosmic physics-disco textbook from the entirely made-up Institute of Disco Physics. Retro-futuristic disco meets psychedelic science lab.
How very conceptual.
So, in this vivid, almost kinetic composition, colour and form pulse like sound waves, translating invisible frequencies into visual rhythm. The painting reads as a diagram of liberation, a spectral map of emotional release that stands at the intersection of science fiction, synaesthesia, and emotional wellness,
The term “Discochromatic Funktion” suggests a science of joy, an imagined field where light and sound coalesce into movement. Each geometric burst and neon gradient mirrors the sensory overload of a dance floor, a space where music transcends its role as entertainment and becomes a functional tool of survival.
Meanwhile, “The Choreography of Clouds” introduces a dreamlike, surreal narrative, dancers, lost in rhythm, raise their hands and, with each gesture, (big fish, little fish, cardboard box) command the clouds above. These clouds aren’t meteorological, they’re symbolic of anxiety, depression, and the opaque weight of modern life. In this imagined space, the act of dancing becomes a form of control, a kind of emotional alchemy.
The painting plays with scale and abstraction, making it unclear where the dancers end and the atmosphere begins. This blurring mirrors the way music, especially in communal spaces like nightclubs can dissolve the edges of the self. The disco, here, is sacred. A church where motion becomes meaning, and where sensory cloudbursts are not feared, but conducted.
Ultimately, the work suggests that in a world fragmented by overstimulation, burnout, and isolation, the act of dancing becomes a reclamation of agency. Through funk, rhythm, and chromatic energy, the piece envisions a future where joy is not escapism, it’s rebellion. The nightclub, not just as a chapel of celebration, but as a psychosocial laboratory, where music becomes a form of emotional recalibration in the face of modern life.
A “scientific study” (in the loosest possible terms), of beauty and movement, like a chapter title in a cosmic physics-disco textbook from the entirely made-up Institute of Disco Physics. Retro-futuristic disco meets psychedelic science lab.
How very conceptual.
So, in this vivid, almost kinetic composition, colour and form pulse like sound waves, translating invisible frequencies into visual rhythm. The painting reads as a diagram of liberation, a spectral map of emotional release that stands at the intersection of science fiction, synaesthesia, and emotional wellness,
The term “Discochromatic Funktion” suggests a science of joy, an imagined field where light and sound coalesce into movement. Each geometric burst and neon gradient mirrors the sensory overload of a dance floor, a space where music transcends its role as entertainment and becomes a functional tool of survival.
Meanwhile, “The Choreography of Clouds” introduces a dreamlike, surreal narrative, dancers, lost in rhythm, raise their hands and, with each gesture, (big fish, little fish, cardboard box) command the clouds above. These clouds aren’t meteorological, they’re symbolic of anxiety, depression, and the opaque weight of modern life. In this imagined space, the act of dancing becomes a form of control, a kind of emotional alchemy.
The painting plays with scale and abstraction, making it unclear where the dancers end and the atmosphere begins. This blurring mirrors the way music, especially in communal spaces like nightclubs can dissolve the edges of the self. The disco, here, is sacred. A church where motion becomes meaning, and where sensory cloudbursts are not feared, but conducted.
Ultimately, the work suggests that in a world fragmented by overstimulation, burnout, and isolation, the act of dancing becomes a reclamation of agency. Through funk, rhythm, and chromatic energy, the piece envisions a future where joy is not escapism, it’s rebellion. The nightclub, not just as a chapel of celebration, but as a psychosocial laboratory, where music becomes a form of emotional recalibration in the face of modern life.