The room of the modern person is stark, but in its simplicity it exudes wealth and sophistication. There is just an iPad and a simple bed or futon. None of the old-time accouterments, which signified intelligence, artistic interest, or a curiosity about the world, are evident. There are no magazines, books, or records anywhere. Just perhaps some high priced toiletries in the bathroom. Everything she needs is on the iCloud.
How long before we’re convinced that hands, arms, legs, and appendages are just bothersome?
The cyber-lords have already convinced us that maps, paper, pens, and even push buttons are somehow incredibly inconvenient and clumsy, leaving us scraping and pawing like drooling bug life on their flat digital dildos. Google’s search engines and applications have likewise taught us to refrain from using our apparently out-of-date and hopelessly inefficient brains.
What’s next? Giving up all thought, consciousness, history, and agency.
Hoarders are the only thing standing between these incomprehensibly rich, all-controlling, indecent, digital super-despots and the complete destruction of any alternative consciousness — and indeed any non-official history or interpretation of the world.
Ian Svenonius in Jacobin!
Mixed media on found paper
51 1/4 x 37 3/4”
Untitled (I Draw Everything..), 2012
Acrylic on paper
75.5 X 56 cm
Untitled (Hat and Broomstick), 2011
Monotype on paper
100 x 70 cm
Cardboard Warrior, 2010
Acrylic, screws and glue on cardboard
17.5 x 16.25 x 1”
Yellow DoodleBot, 2010
Acrylic, glue, cardboard and ink on Gatorboard
18 x 14-1/2”