The world is machine, become a ghost.

A quick float through the interdimensional cosmic dream plain.


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This is an artist's escapade into the cyberworld of anonymity. How far can someone understand a faceless, nameless, secretive other? There's many possible ways to uncover the nexus of a personality and it's expressions. Success is closely tied with how much of yourself is visible through your online persona. Often this includes a peek into your daily life. Curiosity takes on a parasocial demeanour. . .

The content in this webspace comes from a place of alienation. The artist is an observer. Home is a distant journey, people are hard to decipher, and yet there is romance in the clash between culture and solitude.

The artist believes the present is a long time. Our contemporary world is obsessed with reaching the future and dismisses the present as a moment at the tail end of this striving - yet the futures we plan never arrive politely, or their impending existence is cancelled before reaching us.

The artist seeks to resurrect our past future visions. Perhaps a moment arrives where the artist finally wanders through the static curtain of yesterday's tomorrow, at least her personal expressions are always visible here - and will always find a way to land, by means of sorcery, in a more collective existence amongst her contemporaries for the lasting ages.

See you from one dimension to the next . . .

UNTIL THEN,

PROMISIM, mdlr (post-eschatological situationist)

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