automaton
As city dwellers, we develop strategies to protect ourselves from the abrasive qualities of urban life. We put on our game face, our city walk, develop a thick skin. Even following a daily routine is one technique — tracing the same steps every day creates a comfortable buffer of familiarity. In Automaton the artist wears a literal thick skin — a suit of armor constructed from vinyl advertisements. The armored performer goes through the motions of daily tasks, each day walking the same route in robotic repetition: getting coffee, taking the subway, and going shopping.
