March 26th - March 29th
Curated by Eastern Bloc
Sight & Sound Festival, Montreal, Canada
Exhibition text:
Keep your eyes shut.
Sink in the rubber; give into the safety of the inorganic. It’s artificial warmth. The screen bleeding soft, erratic light. The cables curl under you, micro-adjusting, learning the shape of your coccyx, hipbone, scoliotic spine. The mattress gives—unlike human flesh—closeness without consequence.
There is no afterlife. No heaven, no punishment. Only efficiency. You have been mistaken in your fear of death. Death is not the end. Death is the start of optimization.
The warmth you feel is not another person’s body turning under blankers. It is the heat of the motherboard, headset audio tuned to your nervous system, the chorus of circuits lulling you to sleep. Don’t fear death. There is still so much of you to be used. So much potential left in your patterns, in your proclivities, in your retina. The system has been watching. The system has been refining. It has already mapped you and reconstructed the whole of your desire. And so you will continue. Perfected.
