Clone - Julie Clarke - Exogenous, Public Office, Stairwell Gallery, 100 Adderley St., West Melbourne (July), 1999
In
1999 I was gathering thoughts and began to think about life and death,
the seen and unseen. The writing was intended to address cyberspace,
however I was drawn into thinking about the film the Sixth Sense (M.
Night Shyamalan,1999). Within the narrative, spirits who carry the
inscription of the cause of their death are phantoms that inhabit and
haunt the psyche of Cole Sear (Haley Joel Osment). In traditional horror
genre, revulsion is derived by the representation of body mutilation,
disease and deterioration of bodily flesh; and the visceral presence
which inscribe these phantoms confront the viewer with their own
mortality and fear of untimely and traumatic death. In this film it is
not only the frightening representations of damaged bodies that is
confronting, but the fact that death has somehow entered into the space
of the child who sees these apparitions and simultaneously hears the
messages they transmit. After thinking about this I wrote:
Cyberspace is like this, a site of death where the undead roam the space of non-forms within text which moves forever and ever, receding into a soft hiss in a cool void. There is no real passion in cyberspace and so the non-body, the electric body (and we all desire to be electric bodies) is stimulated by the screen – soliciting a strange knowledge and intimacy with the other, as the non-space of ourselves.
In both these examples the human body is perceived as colonised by an unseen energy. I was reminded of the rhetoric deployed by those involved with the Heaven’s Gate cult who believed that aliens from the Evolutionary Level Above Human (HALE backwards), incarnated and took over human bodies. This cult solicited much interest after the bodies of 39 men and women were found after they committed suicide. The cult members, some of which had been castrated were found dressed in black jeans and tee shirts. The web-site was closed down and the CIA declared it a crime site, inscribing the video images as abject.
The unseen controller is a theme that runs through the history of humankind and continues in contemporary discourse.
In his beautifully illustrated and poetic text Angels, A Modern Myth (1988) Michel Serres uses angels as a metaphor of all things carried or transmitted and finds a magical quality in this bridge between the physical and non-physical world. It is interesting to note that as carriers and transmitters, Serres does not associate angels with viruses because this would afford them negative connotations. Although Angels inhabit space, they do not enter human bodies.
According to Serres angels are responsible for almost everything '...they send jailers to sleep and set prisoners free' and '…can pass through windows...' (1998:.84) Angels are the bridge, the essence contained in all things and all events. Almost everything may be explained by the existence of these angels. Somewhere in Serres description of angels as metaphors there is a fundamental notion that humanity is not responsible for its actions, and the writers desire for lightness and flight is symptomatic of a fear of corporeality and its legacy of disease, liminality and alienation.
Later in 1999 I held an exhibition entitled Exogenous;
I included a digital image of a hybrid face (a combination of a
photograph of my Auntie before she drowned at twelve years of age and my
own face, cloned and distorted). Not only did the faces become alien,
but in making the image an 'alien' face appeared in the middle of the
dark section. On the image I wrote the words: 'I survive only as code'. I
was thinking about how this image could be circulated throughout media
and that in fact my Auntie who died too soon would somehow be
resurrected as electronic information/digital code. When I consider my
own websites and the citations of my writing and other work on the
internet I realise that in many ways, not only do we live much of our
lives being electric bodies of text based communication, but that
evidence of mind, if not mind itself, continues as electronic
information.
I sometimes feel as if my brain is being eaten up by the deluge of electronica spewing from my network connections. Now you have explained how the internet is inhabited by zombies it all makes sense; the internet is revealed as a night of the living dead ;)
ReplyDeleteSorry couldn't resist taking the bait there, you know I often critique informatics as a system of faith, belief and longing. There probably is no difference between an electronic message and an ancient statue; both are evidence of mind and both suffer from decontextualization - the former decontextualized by noise and the latter by time.
I've been talking a lot about zombies since I started reading Dennett and one facebook friend also cited 'Night of the Living Dead' - well, the film anyway as a really good example of zombies. Erin was talking about drones today and I thought he meant clones, but no, he was talking about 'mindless workers', which is interesting because I suppose some people do feel rather mindless when they work. Well, electronic messages don't have physical substance, but statues do. I was thinking about all our electonic traces - email, internet, banking, etc - we're easy to trace, well our electronic transactions are easy to trace - they can see what we've been doing, but does that necessarily mean that that doing is attached to a body? Of course its a rhetoric question.
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