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BIO

Gary Mc Ginty raised on Achill Island in a quiet village on a farm by the sea. Studied Architecture, all hell broke loose, now works in the film business.

PrACTICE

Art practice is at the nexus of Art, Architecture and Technology. A digital native for 25 years Gary specialises in the expression of architectural space in the metaverse. Digital Modernism spatially defining the The Modern Metaverse.
< Run, studio, sketch, 3D model, ideate, iterate, generate - sleep - repeat() >

Do not go gentle into that good night

Dylan Thomas - 1914-1953

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.