QUESTION 7

“One of Chekhov’s earliest stories was a parody of mental arithmetic questions asked of schoolchildren, of which Chekhov’s question 7 is typical: Wednesday, June 17, 1881, a train had to leave station A at 3 a.m. in order to reach station B at 11 p.m.; just as the train was about to depart, however, an order came that the train had to reach station B by 7 p.m. Who loves longer, a man or a woman?” ― Richard Flanagan, Question 7 PICNIC AT THE END OF THE WORLD: A visual saga of dissociation and multiversal grace. This is not an apocalypse, It’s a picnic at the event horizon of our shared hallucination In a time when reality is glitching at the seams when our phones know us better than our lovers, when dreams bleed into algorithms, and when time is a bad joke we keep forgetting the punchline to... we lay out a blanket We sit down We remember what it means to feel This series, born from psychedelic visions and late-night existential spirals, draws from Donnie Darko’s fatalistic mysticism and Terrence McKenna’s psychedelic prophecy. It asks: What if you’re not just one person? What if this isn’t the only Earth? What if time is a loop, a mobius strip, a broken record you can dance to?