Numerous works in this section were developed and performed within our media art collective dev01ded. Nowadays I keep the name as my alter ego for VJ’ing, light installations and the creation of artistic visuals for live entertainment and stages.
Tetrapodomorph Deconstructor is a video art piece built around a narrative structure.The progressive evolution of an alienated humanoid leads to the perversion and deconstruction of the human body. It eventually morphs into an evolved being, to finally end up at its starting point. The piece cycle represents the uselessness and ephemeral lifespan of evolution gone wrong.
Plants’ roots must be buried in order to live while humans are only buried when they are dead or meant to die. We bury our fears and traumas deep inside ourselves hoping they will slowly disintegrate, but we end up rotting out from the inside. Physically routed to their own system of interactive video, sound, and light, dev01ded, embodying their fears, will be slowly buried within an hourglass of dirt and technology, and he who buries them further entrenching himself in fear.
still birth / still breath depicts a monstrous birth scene in which the unborn, suspended in time, discovers her own reflection only to be alienated by it and agonizingly reject it, all within a single breath stretched to an excruciating length. The audience is forced to confront their own demons, their own images entangled with that of the tortured unborn in the tv monitors held by the passive twin-headed embodiment of time.
Three entranced, faceless individuals, restrained by their necks to the wall, struggle with their forcefully whispering disconnected heads (on tv monitors), fighting against the weight of the air, their heads, their psyches, with each other, to break free from the oppressive gravity of their ids.
A spatialized audio-visual sensory overload that confuses the viewer’s locatability, collapsing the room, uncanny live video reflection, and video depiction of the room metaphysically personified in on each other.
Wading through waves, tangled in webs, penetrating our being, ever-present, but we don’t even flinch; information is the invisible architecture spanning vast spaces and time, restructured and recoded with every transmission and reception, on another wavelength, in a new format. As mediums invoking a live primitive signal, dev01ded corporealize and humanize a phantom frequency, transforming it psychically and physically, while instantaneously re-transmitting it in it’s most advanced streaming form yet.
As a man slowly being buried alive struggles to breathe, choking on the plastic within which he is wrapped with every inhalation, his will to persist is manifested in reality as the jolting flashes of the hanging light-force above his disembodied head, and as a penetrating phantom within the catacombs of his mind.
In the performance (r)eject.id, three entranced, faceless individuals struggled with their forcefully whispering disconnected heads (on tv monitors), fighting to break free from the oppressive gravity of their ids. eject.id portrays the frenetic disintegration of the ids into one volatile ueberid.
A circle of perpetually collapsing ice caves interferes with a ghostly second reality, a spiritual yawning, melting synapses.
A demon nest is exposed to the audience through a live projection from the disorienting, vacillating perspectives of two demons’ own eyes as they venture out of their wombs and gradually discover each other’s existence, curiously inciting an encounter that is ambiguously painful and pleasurable, playful and violent, platonic and sexual.