In times of inexorable development of technology, the abolition of chance, and the final annulment of the individual, we become assimilated into the reality of the almighty algorithms.
As lonely entities full of illogical behaviors we gaze at our creations in wonder. We are frozen in silence until we sense the presence of another.
Awakening this work invites interaction and communication with a sequence of unproductive motions. A reciprocal exchange driven by eager anticipation but ultimately resulting in failure to understand each other.
Bjoern Rainer Adamson
8 Phillimore St