What is the place of our body in an increasingly technocratic social reality? What does the black mirror actually do to our physical being? Where’s the boundary between the natural and the artificial? While we might not have direct answers to these questions, Tishan Hsu has been addressing them since the 80s. His work feels like memories from a future that is painfully present, a twisted deja vu of sorts. While otherworldly in appearance and unique in its gestalt, it paradoxically evokes a fe...