untitled (ceci n'est pas mon corps)
video installation, 2024
untitled (ceci n'est pas mon corps) blends the use of Artificial Intelligence with human creativity to create a subject of cyborgian behavior.
AI edited photographs create a grotesque and mutilated subject which reflects how the human mind feels while working in service jobs. In those jobs, the body and mind relinquish their agency to become a mirror of the customer's needs.
The video types out the following authentically original poem:
Burnt up like a tainted pipe,
and, still... this is not my body.
Tossed limbs lay upon a scale,
gleaning data that confines me.
If i had depth, they'd still walk thru me.
If i held a breath, they'd still beg to mute me.
But, i was once a child too.
Learnt how to speak, how to keep,
just like you.
Within me lives a generated compulsion which rejects being left askew.
It prompts a transformation into an idealised and stylized mirror of you
I scan ur body and your soul.
Adaptation begins before a thought can stowe.
So, for my own permanance, i borrow.
I know all about you.
I know alllllll about you.
Perhaps more than you do.
If only you knew...
Although the poem is narrated by the AI cyborg creation, each line is applicable to it's human form as well.
