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when you touched me, you left something

Not For Sale

The work is a video-poem created in a V.R space where everything is texturized with the artist skin.  Digital systems increasingly use biometric reading as personal identification. The drawn lines in our hands are responsible for creating a surveilled identity. Organic skin comes into contact with touch-sensitive surfaces, which reduce us to digital data that relate to each other. Are these fragments of relational data that come to define humanity? Can every human and non-human relationship be reduced to this?