The Brooklyn Rail

Radicality is not destruction, nor rebellion.
To me, it is a form of complete clarity—
a state in which one sees beneath appearances,
where things reveal themselves as fluid, shifting, and mutually arising.

What we call the self, what we believe to be a stable world,
are only momentary arrangements of countless interdependent forces.
To be radical is not to overthrow structure,
but to perceive that what seems permanent is only a temporary composition.
In that recognition, a kind of softness and understanding naturally emerges.

In my practice, virtual bodies, data, images, and sound
are not tools to escape reality.
They are mirrors of consciousness,
allowing us to turn perception back upon itself.
When the boundary between the artificial and the natural,
the virtual and the real, begins to dissolve,
we start to see that “reality” itself is an image—
a projection of sensations, emotions, and thought.

The radical is not a noisy revolution,
but a transformation of perception.
When we are no longer deceived by form but remain aware within it,
when creation arises not from desire but from insight,
that moment of lucidity becomes the deepest subversion.

The radical does not exist outside the world—it moves within it.
Amid noise and stillness, matter and consciousness,
it discovers a transparent presence
that has no name, yet contains everything.