Follow this link to attend a random dialogue between the two sides of a “screen”
An exchange between 2 entities about the relationship between human and machine
What is it about these folds that are so mesmerizing to me? What is it about the process of folding these folds that are so soothing to me? A mantra for meditation? I love paper as a material. It is readily available and easily manipulated. You can fold it, cut …
Are you a doll? a cyborg? a mannequin?
Who are you and who am I?
Is it petals? blood? brain matter?
Is it violent? Is that bad?
All the noise went through a filter when they entered my ears
All became the grieving cry of the green coated cicada
Follow this link to go to an anthology on the ontology of performance