Chaos as a plethora of orders, forms, wills, forces that cannot be distinguished or differentiated from each other, perpetually rupturing... Read More
Chaos as a plethora of orders, forms, wills, forces that cannot be distinguished or differentiated from each other, perpetually rupturing the boundaries of sensation among sexual selection. It transcends the excessiveness of the body and the natural order, giving rise to an overabundant expenditure of libidinal energies beyond the need, which simultaneously creates a territory of self and other, self in other, self with other. When I adorn my body with a continuous array of vibrant eggs, I am not only challenging the confines of the traditional patriarchal society in which I exist, but also transforming my physical form into a territory imbued with a heightened state of visual chaos. Simultaneously, my body becomes a site of exploration and transformation—a hyper-visual chaos that transcends the ordinary perception of the self. Therefore, there is no doubt that the only way for ‘how not to be seen’ is hyper-seeing.
