Daniel Rubinstein

Posthuman, all too posthuman

Why is it that as we are being pulled out of the 3-dimensional world of tables and chairs and plunged into the flat topology of the smartphone screen, we are still fascinated with representation as the stuff images are made from?

Perhaps images fascinate us not because they function as a window onto a pre-given reality (was it ever that?), but because they establish the mulitiversal: an assemblage of cohesive fragments [0] + [1] repetition, that when taken together form a picture of what it means ‘to be’ in the digital age, without lapsing into the patriarchal politics of identity, and subject / object dualisms.

Even in the lethargy inducing gallery space It is no longer appropriate to separate visual, aesthetic, linguistic and poetic objects from biological, ethical and economic ones. The posthuman is not the human that never was, but a synthesiser of intensities who plays with bits of matter and bits of data until she achieves something that coheres and becomes meaningful (informative). In so doing, the posthuman (also known as artist) sometimes succeeds in showing the rest of us how meaning in general is being produced.