About ten years ago, when I was having a little crisis in my life, I was finding it difficult to get to sleep. One night I began imagining my own little village (more about that here). And I’ve often imagined being the ruler of my own nation. A nation where graffiti ‘artists’ are punished severely, where shopkeepers and cashiers are bound by law to be helpful and friendly… your basic run-of-the-mill dictatorship, really. Now those fantasies have taken on a visual form.
I was asked to do something new for Dutch newspaper de Volkskrant‘s Oog section. You may remember the On This Day stuff (Dutch / English) I did for them back in November.
This time I made The Kingdom of Robinsonian Antarctica, or Robinsonia for short. A nation where I am King Craig I. Hurrah!
Aside from the rampaging ego apparent in my desire to be a king, it was kinda inspired by those adverts promoting Wales you see on British Airways flights before the films begin. When doing some research for the FFF Pictorial Atlas, I found out that the only land on Earth not claimed by any country is between 90 and 150 degrees west in Antarctica.
That land was calling me. It was saying, ‘Come here, Craig, and build a nation!’ That nation is Robinsonia. Please come visit.