Imitating androids. Perfecting every detail so my movement and mind become less human, trying to erase every clue that gives my organic nature away. The goal is an impossibility and that makes it wonderful. I cannot erase my human side completely, I am human after all. The attempt is in itself the Art form. 

Many years of going through a constant research process using my body, this I believe is revolutionary. In a society that values utility and productivity imitating a robot is the ultimate rebellious act. Absurd, illogical, useless, unproductive. There is not ulterior motive. To the conventional mind it makes no sense. A woman who chooses to spend many hours moving like a robot believing wholeheartedly that she is doing something significant and wonderful. That is me. And for me, the Android is the ultimate Art.