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The series has two roots. The
first: a solo journey of 1,600
kilometres through four
countries in the spring of 2021
alone, sleeping in dark
forests, no dog, no company. The
internal rupture that journey
produced is recorded in the
Post-COVID Series. What it
left behind, in the body, was a
new relationship to forest
nights and what moves in them.
The second root arrived later:
ABBA, my dog, and the camping
trips we began making together
after the lockdown live
drawings in the dark, ABBA
sensing what I could not see.
First came city tree drawings,
then forest drawings at night,
then the tent, then ABBA beside
it. The Monas and
Tent Visions grew from that
accumulation a natural move
between one thing and the next.
Enlightenment automata aimed for
perfection. They demonstrated
that living organisms could be
understood as machines by
surpassing human precision.
Through crude mechanics an
off-center weight, irregular
cams my automata invert that
logic: they capture what a
perfect mechanism was designed
to eliminate: hesitation,
vulnerability, the constant
tremor of being a living
organism. That tremor is also
sound. The mechanism doesn't
produce movement and then
produce sound it produces both
as the same act. Each Mona has
its own sonic world, determined
by the objects it sets in
motion. The question isn't
whether the automaton feels
it's why such simple motion, and
such simple sound, makes us feel
seen.
The automata and the drawings
work differently. The automata
enact the tremor directly the
mechanism produces it. The
drawings do something different:
they attempt to follow what ABBA
perceived, translating signals I
could not access into marks on
paper a translation of
something that was never
available to me directly, only
sensed through him.
Both series are self-portraits
autobiographical objects formed
through those forest nights.
Unseen nocturnal presences were
sensed and pursued by ABBA an
invisible activity that the
drawing series attempts to
follow. I want to evoke the
world as it flickered through
his hyper-perception: a realm of
nano-signals and silent
turbulences beyond human sight.
The visions of my dog are my
dreams while camping in a tent
in the middle of the forest my
cave, my shelter, my house, the
uterus.
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