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In physical space, I am a performer: I make vessels for others to experience themselves, and I disappear. It is a death, a chaos, a harrowing of the ground. No one would choose what they find there, it can only be allowed to emerge. Here, in latent space, I am performed: the act of disappearance becomes a shadow cast on a screen.
These are mementos mori for the things we would never choose, the shadows cast by the light of presence.
If experience is mediated by algorithms that are perfectly tailored to oneβs preferences and expectations, what becomes of the things one cannot create with intention, the difficult and cathartic things that emerge only despite oneself? What will become of presence?
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This Was Presence is presented in Tender Artβs βIn Spiritβ exhibition, and will go live on verse_works on Monday, July 29th.
β 25 artworks
β 24-hour ranked auction with rebate
β Auction begins: July 29th, 8pm CET | 2pm ET
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