

This hybrid totem stages the human figure as a constructed apparatus, where warm, scarred wood becomes a torso and cool chrome limbs and heads read like detachable thoughts—memory made mechanical. The stacked faces, repeating in disciplined rows, suggest identity multiplied and archived, while the polished “breast” orbs and perforated apertures hint at circuitry, surveillance, and the quiet commodification of the body. Its frontal symmetry feels ceremonial, yet the slight awkwardness of the handmade joinery keeps the piece tenderly vulnerable, as if a devotional idol were rebuilt from industrial remnants. In the stark white field, the object stands alone like a relic from a future anthropology—part saint, part instrument, part witness.