It will soon be possible to do everything without leaving the house, or even bed. Grocery delivered, meeting via conference call, new lipstick tried via filter and purchased on Instagram. Physical shops go out of business and local McDonalds just replaced all the human cashiers with human-size tablets. We spend more time with ourselves then ever. Are we soon going to only love ourselves? In this series of dualities, I would like to examine this peculiar situation.
       
     
 Phone is a drip, cable a needle into a delicate network of veins. Communication stream is blood. Let’s start a conversation with ourselves via familiar headphone. Silky texture of a thin cable runs through the torso, a quick link from the ear to solar plexus.