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The Player, The Friend and the Fool- 

synthetic humans- digital relationships


Threads Residency - July 2018 


The out of synch dancer of words..


The musician with a half-finished tune


The forgetful writer…




The blinded fool of admiration, the regretful belief in a walking machine.

The system is malfunctioning - looking over to  the sliding door, there are flashing lights of luminous red.


There is a feeling, a sense of such where you predict the next words that appear from a mouth. The next few seconds become hours, a pool in which you wait. A whirling mixture of hope with the constant whirring and preparation of disappointment. There is no award for being right, no gratification..




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