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# An exploration of post-human identity and object narratives.
In the midst of social flux, objects subconsciously shape individual identities, and these tiny existences constitute a sophisticated machine. They quietly guide and shape the structure of what I call ‘narrative anchors’: unconscious rituals of interacting with objects, hidden in repetitive actions, that silently draw us into a predetermined trajectory of personality.
This shapes the possibility of a post-human identity: the Janus system. It implants choices in the character's daily routine, guiding him to freely become a certain kind of person, while in fact becoming a mirror image of the system. By constructing a labyrinth of air, it symbolises how neglected objects can quietly qualify individual choices and narratives. In this maze, people think they are travelling freely, but in fact they are being guided step by step into a structure that has already been set up.
We see a ‘proxy body’ roaming around - the work presents the manipulative structure of the labyrinth through three videos: the profile view represents Janus' construction of the labyrinth, the first-person view presents the person's “free exploration” in the illusion, and the surveillance view presents the person's “free exploration” in the hallucination. free exploration’ in the hallucination, while the monitoring perspective records and corrects every deviation of the human being. A control mechanism that mimics a ‘narrative anchor’ in which the human is quietly guided, transforming the world into a silent ritual of discipline.
VR and physical devices together constitute this post-human world, and in this perceptually ambiguous reality, Janus is no longer just a symbolic presence; it draws boundaries in the air, intervenes in the everyday with invisible objects, and completes the admonition and discipline of human beings through space. The familiar everyday is reconfigured into a stage full of alienation, and it begins to whisper, ‘It is not up to you to decide who you are.’
At the end of this post-human world fantasy, there are no answers, only echoes. We begin to question and ponder the independence of existence, memory and emotion. Has every choice, every preference, been decided?