It's
in the
liminal space; at
the intersection
between the
physical
and the
digital
where my work exists. The
symbiosis of these ubiquitous
worlds
have
shaped
the way we are as
individuals as
well
as in
broader society.
Living
in the
era
of click and collect, Siri
and
social
media,
it's
clear that
our
digital
actions
have
a
very
real impact
in
every
facet
of our lives.
We
express
our deepest
desires
through the portal – pouring
ourselves in – instantly
receiving
feedback, it
gargles
up from the pool,
a
rose tinted mirror that
reflects
our manufactured
selves,
through
the avatar we boost
the
ego
and
separate
the wheat from the chaff.
Our
digital doppelgängers mimic the age of narcissism, the unrelenting
slog for success within turbulent times. With the dehumanisation of
labour, high levels of debt and job insecurity means production vs.
procrastination becomes pivotal in exercising the right level of
lobotomisation to keep the masses at bay.
Control
must be delicately implanted within the infrastructure, excavating
just below the serene interface we discover a world of perversion,
taboo and vice. A peek at the unknown and the thrill of the macabre
goes along way to relieve us from the tedium, however, delve too far
and the consequences will come rushing back into the meatspace.
This
data dump is too vast to comprehend, left woozily dragging ourselves
through the beige quagmire we check our feed as soon as we wake up
and the last thing before we sleep. Wake, eat, repeat.
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