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DIRTY SCRƏƏNS

The body made image for the next body. The image made to be consumed by the next body. The screen as the surface where that transaction happens between bodies.

Pornographic GIFs and webcam captures, collected across Tumblr, YouPorn, Pornhub, Reddit, LiveJasmin, Chaturbate and beyond. Bodies performing for a lens — built to be seen, looped to be seen again, broadcast and shared to spread all over the wwweb. Each loop is played on a broken LCD screen laid on a flatbed scanner. The scanner captures what it finds: backlit, low-resolution, fractured by the cracked display.

The scanner reads line by line while the loop keeps running. No image here is an instant: each is several seconds of repetition pressed into a single frame. A body smeared across time, the same gesture stacked on itself until flesh turns to wave, to drip, to something between ecstasy and wound.

The broken screen is not incidental. It is the argument. What is dirty here is the glass, not the body.

A pornographic image is a body arranged for the eye: provocation, seduction, display, everything turned toward the viewer. Linda Williams called it the frenzy of the visible — the demand to show everything, again and again. DIRTY SCRƏƏNS does not answer that demand with censure. It answers with interference.

The glitch turns the person into a figure, the figure into surface. What remains is not someone, but the shape of being looked at, over and over. The scanner is thousands of eyes watching thousands of bodies performing. Desire is still there; it arrives differently. The image can be looked at, in a differently arousing per/form/ance.

Because something else happens: the slit-scan becomes erotic in its own right. Interference, delay, distortion — the anomaly itself becomes something to look at with appetite.

The work does not stand outside the circuit it questions. These images were taken from the network and returned to it, to follow how bodies-as-images are produced, shared, consumed and censored. Platforms purge adult content overnight, as Tumblr did in 2018. Algorithms flag a nipple and serve the rest.

The scanner doesn't know what it's looking at. That unknowing produces the work: a gaze without appetite, inside an economy of NSFW images built on an insatiable gaze.

On the method

A screenshot is the perfect copy: instant, lossless, endlessly repeatable. It captures the interface for what it is. This is its opposite. A scanner built to copy still paper is pressed against glass that will not stay still. Light against light, panel on glass, the bar crawling while the loop runs on. Time is recorded as space; motion as shreds. An unstable, absurd screenshot — the wrong machine for the job, used precisely because it is wrong. And every pass is unrepeatable: the loop and the scan bar never meet at the same point twice. Uniqueness, out of what was made to multiply.