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If aura died in commodification, perhaps it has reincarnated quietly somewhere in the past decade and has migrated from forests to malls, from mountains to reels.

jac whispers in performative neurosis of a diasporic woman cruising the malaise of late stage capitalism. She is interested in the layers of mediation in both visual culture and the performance of class and taste. Her work elevates banal images and everyday events into something baroque and parodic, to instigate a kind of radical sincerity, and to re-enchant images in crisis of ubiquity.