MY BACTERIAL SELF HELPS ME SLEEP

A post-apocalyptic world not far removed from our own is taken over by slimes in Adrian Ganea’s and Chlorys’ essayistic work – inspired by the ideas of Octavia E. Butler and Paul B. Preciado – on the possibilities of a new genesis and ontology. Realistic images of abandoned sites of extreme exploitation and pollution, with their altered environments and decaying buildings, are infiltrated by speculative, rapidly spreading, shapeshifting organisms rendered through 3D animation. Once relegated to the margins of human thought and existence, the formless globs of slime now seeping through the walls and cracks of the man-made hell come to embody hope, as an immaterial narrator finds comfort in the perennial promise of a new bacterial era.