Downrange through northern blue-brick laneways, concrete paths and backstreets, deep in the wilds of Brunswick West. Amongst darting birds and droning jets: observing human density upon the landscape. Searching for moments, for unusual treasure: houses losing fights with nature, lone giant gum trees, wires everywhere, alley mattresses, bleached plastic debris.

Then, tucked away in rooms behind curtains drawn, resisting the World’s disappointments, plugged into alternate dimensions. Light refractions. Human performance. Fringe objects. Invisible drawings. Time-dilated, pre-singularity Po/Co intangibles with electro-organic soundscapes.

These are the techno-localities of ourselves.

The things people do.