Dina Boswank / Artist





2010/13


The machine can read the lines, right?<br><i>Website and Video</i>
The machine can read the lines, right?<br><i>Website and Video</i>
The machine can read the lines, right?<br><i>Website and Video</i>
The machine can read the lines, right?<br><i>Website and Video</i>

The machine can read the lines, right?
Website and Video

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video, HDV, 7:40 min

The shown images are videostills and a screenshot of the website.

Link - WEBSITE

The scanner stood on a table next to a road. Several times. Not visible, as it was surrounded by a huge crowd of curious people. And I was sitting next to it, scanning everybody, who was willing to digitize his or her hands and face. Many hands were collected. And their owners got suspicicous. What will happen to the lines? Will the machine be able to read it? And therefore know their futures? I also got curious and noted down bits and pieces of the conversations to create a fictitous dialogue. A dialogue about the images inside the machine, the information hidden inside them and me re-using them. Lines as scanning lines and lines as your programmed future seemed to meet in that performance.
Two years afterwards I created a website and an animation of the same, using the collected material and breaking my promise not to publish the scanned lines.

___Dialogue created out of my notes on the performance
Where is it gone? Can you read it?
I mean, can you see it somewhere inside?
Can it leave from here?
I don't want to find it at a place I don't know.
No, you can't find it, I promise.
But what is it telling you? I can not read it.
But the machine can see the lines, isn't it? Yes, the lines, sure!
So, please tell me about my lines?
The scanner reads in lines, I mean with lines, through lines.
But not your lines.
Will everybody know me by now?
No, I just want to screen it. No explanations.
Screening my future? No, what do you mean with your future?
Isn't it just inside yourself?
I just screen the lines the scanner recorded.
Yes, inside the lines. The machine knows me.
I don't think the lines represent anything, except the scanning method
of the machine. By shifting the lines inside your hand, bluring
them with that linear lenses.
I don't want it to be read. Rather should it be erased.
Do you think you'll loose your future? Maybe the lines are silent?
Maybe the machine isn't as stupid as you assume?
You shouldn't underestimate the internet.
I don't! But I will promise you with my signage, that I won't upload
it anywhere.
Your signage?
Yes, handwritten. My name.
Good.

___Video, 7:40 min, Vimeo


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