A stripped-down visual loop. The life cycle of a modern connected human — sketched in its most essential mechanics. Four minimal postures, rigid and cold, that could belong to anyone: standing, sitting, commuting, lying. The presence of a device — phone or laptop — never fades, clinging like an extension of the hand or spine.
Here, the machine does not dominate by force but by repetition. The movements are automated, the transitions seamless. There is no beginning, no climax, no relief.
The final posture is the most disturbing: the body reclines horizontally, still tethered to the screen. Is it sleep? Or something terminal? The ambiguity hangs in the silence. It is the moment when function, fatigue and disappearance become indistinguishable.