Upcoming Solo Exhibition
THE SECOND HORIZON
28 March - 17 May 2026
Berninneit Art Gallery
Phillip Island / Australia
THE SECOND HORIZON
This painting exhibition questions what it means to be human when biology, technology, and artificial intelligence merge, forming new spaces with hybrid beings. The artworks explore the transformation of humanity in the face of oppression, hyper surveillance, and loss of privacy in digital totalitarian states. They also delve into Transhumanism and its pursuit of immortality through cybernetic expansion and consciousness uploading. I often ask myself: If memories, thoughts and actions can be transferred into data, what will that reading format be like? Will memories be translated into images? How will we distinguish real memories from imagined ones? In my paintings, I reinterpret the body as a site of mutation, expansion, and decay, reflecting themes of identity, control, and transformation in the face of a speculative dystopian future.
As we stand on the brink of a technological singularity, the traditional human figure dissolves into something unknown, part flesh, part machine, part digital residue. "The Second Horizon" invites us to imagine a future where organic life is no longer the defining characteristic of humanity. The works in this exhibition question whether the post-human form represents evolution or extinction. The result is an unsettling collection that challenges the boundaries between the real and the artificial, the biological and the synthetic.
Artist´s Reflection
I paint societies built upon the ruins of others, where the discontinuity of established forms has given rise to something new, something inexplicable to the human mind. Machines that cultivate humans for their own benefit. All of humanity reduced to a disposable resource at the whim of an invisible consumer.
I believe dystopian horror has been depicted over and over again. Warning about the abyss ahead is not enough to transform it or prevent the fall. I know my paintings will not change the world, and that is not my intention. I immerse myself in chaos and confusion in search of light and poetry. I believe humanity is lost only to find itself again someday.
I am aware of my fragile position: easel painting is slowly fading; spending two months in front of a canvas is no longer seen as a romantic act, but almost as a ridiculous one in an era obsessed with speed and immediacy. But that does not matter to me, I will keep painting, sheltered in a shed in Fish Creek.