Stages in return that I did not want
Digital print, rust transfer, tea stain and gouache on paper; 11X15 inches (9 images)

These set of drawings are of an internal monologue of a cyborg in love. The cyborg couldn’t recollect what the monologue was, it only remembered how it felt, and “feeling” was alien to it. It thought of its body, what responses the body had to its current condition and how memory shaped what it felt. In this case, feeling something was to disintegrate.

Images within these drawings are sourced from an open-source cellular archive