t̶̐̌͜ḫ̶͗̍e̶̜͝ ̷̘͍̏͌ģ̷̧̍͌r̸̦̈́ỏ̷̫̚ū̷̞n̶̟͒d̶̗̊́ ̶̡̉ṡ̵͎w̴̛̘̼̆a̶̘̐̒ĺ̶̦͝l̸͚̏͝ó̶̲̟w̸̬͌̎ë̶̥̜d̸̹̅ ̷͎̋̃m̸̡͑́e̸̩͑͘ ̸͐͒ͅw̵̨̆ĥ̶ͅo̸̺̿͊l̵̗̐͐ȇ̵̳̚ ̶͈̖̍̽å̷̞̈́͜n̵̛͓̼̒d̷̡͇͋ ̵̤́Í̵̺̃ ̵̳̍͐l̴̥̬͒̎i̴͍̍͘k̷̗̕͝ẻ̴̩̾ͅd̴͍͇͗̈ ̵̛͈̦̄i̴͎͗t̴̢͐͊
Thinking about sex-death tension, catharsis, the beckoning for a reset.
Self-annihilation invites metamorphosis
Death drive, the instinct for self-destruction and aggression, offers the potential for subversion. It is a disruptive force that unveils the repressive nature of the symbolic order and opens up possibilities for social transformation.
Our drive for annihilation extends to objects and interfaces. I speak of the nature of annihilation not as an absence of life-tension, or in the Buddhist striving for annihilation – to find eternal peace. Rather, the opposite. Death drive is the dimension of the undead, in the horror fiction sense. That which remains alive even after it is dead – it is immortal in its deadness.
w̷̠̚͝e̶͔̿ ̶͙͕͒̀a̸͈͐͑r̸̠̰̆̅e̵͙̚ ̵̱͊ṣ̴͍̌͝ȩ̶̣̀̽é̷̳k̸͙̎̈́i̶̢͑ñ̸̳̗́g̶̹̰̊ ̵̠͒s̵̞̖͒ȧ̵̙̗̓l̴̰̲̇v̴̱͂̕ͅá̷̪̱̌ṱ̸̑͜i̵̯̅o̴̟͇͑̀n̷̠͠ ̶̬̉̽i̴̟͐̐ṅ̶̙͈ ̸̫̃́t̶̪̉̚e̴͚̦̐̇ć̶̡̐h̷͉̫͝n̸̞̝̽́ö̸͖̞́l̸͖̲̋ö̶͚͊g̴̨̕ỹ̷͉̉
I am thinking through drawing and annotating. Mark-making as enquiry, as knowledge production. In a post-internet epoch, I am intrigued by the convergence of the digital and material realms, seeking to bridge the gap between them.
Chimerical creatures emerge, existing in-between realities – always recognisable, but often unnameable. They live on the edges of our understanding, and they are almost always gloating.