Freya McLeod

A single image won’t capture the present. I watch myself drag another screenshot to the trash can. The idea of an object existing in multiple states at once leads to absurd conclusions. I can’t commit to a definite state until I’m observed… so I perform the here and now, becoming an expert in circular logic.

Through iterative experiments across real and virtual space, my practice observes itself. In this corridor, every pixel holds a trace of the total network. The exit sign points to the desktop and its double.

Maybe I’m just out of the loop, but it doesn’t feel like it. Have you ever seen an ant death spiral? It goes around and around and around…