A Body that Became a Forest

a body that became a forest

This photographic project critiques the pervasive influence of modern technology, suggesting a growing disconnection between humanity and the natural world. In a reality saturated with media and artificial intelligence, truth becomes unstable, blurred by layers of fabrication that can take on the weight of something real. The boundaries between the authentic and the artificial begin to dissolve.

Within this landscape, the surreal, the uncanny, and the strange are no longer anomalies but the norm. We find ourselves performing constructed identities, distanced from our instinctual and natural forms. What once grounded us now feels distant, obscured by the systems we inhabit.

This work acts as both a reflection and a call to action, to re examine our relationship with the environment, to resist passive immersion in mediated realities, and to rediscover a more grounded, embodied connection to the earth.

Dreams are the last place of freedom,
expression and truth.
We should listen,
learn the language they use.

In dreams I am strong,
grotesque and beautiful.
In dreams I am true.
In dreams, my body becomes a forest
rooted and mighty,
archaic to view.

I reject the quiet violence of perfection
the curated self, or the polished lie.
I reject the machine that replaces sky with a screen,
that hollows the sun
to an artificial glow.

I choose the uneven
the soft rot of something real,
the slow, tender breaking
we’re always taught to conceal.

I am of the earth,
she is not objectified, curated,
or categorised.
She is mud, bones, fractured and blooming

She is remedy, and she is ruin.

I will make work that remains wild
just out of hold,
not easily captured,
not neatly told.

To let something gather
in presence, in touch,
in voice.
Too thick to be filed,
too living to tame,
too shifting to settle
in language or in name.

I will not make to impress,
but make to be,
as moss on the bark,
as salt in the sea.

Let the machines keep their oppression
and their schemes.
We will keep what resists them:
our bodies and our dreams.