The Limb We Mistook For A Tool

I wanted the viewer to feel the exact second the device stops being external — the seam doesn’t blend, it overwrites. I tilted slabs of liquid stone into diagonal free-fall and let reflex-like fibers saw channels through them while an algorithmic redaction sweeps the field, erasing motifs before they can form. Here I show a tri-temporal scar where pre-residue, active event, and post-vitrification occupy the same patch of surface; look where the ultraviolet aperture exposes a capability you didn’t know you had, and where the “join” reads as a recursive overwrite rather than a merge — the ecstatic vertigo of a boundary realizing it was never there.