Karen Harkema South African, b. 1969
panel acts as a technical archaeology; its pale, weathered surface has been sanded back to reveal
layers of history, mimicking the glitches found in a malfunctioning machine or the erosion of an
ancient fresco.
Attached to this surface are the unmade remnants of technology: a small speaker,
a port strip, and a knot of grey wires, repurposed into a new, non-functional narrative. These are
the fossils of sound and connection, the mute organs of a device that once spoke.
In the right panel, formulaic, generative marks have evolved into a network of thick, pale lines
that resemble organic cells or a neural map.
This is the garden, the space of growth and potential.
The work captures the precise moment where unmaking becomes discovery, as the tangled
electrical wires physically cross the central threshold, weaving from the dead tech on the left into
the cellular structure on the right.