CORPUS SANCTUS
When Caravaggio crashes into OnlyFans
We live in an age of digital solitude. Our most intimate moments are mediated by screens, our desires shaped by algorithms, our bodies transformed into data. This is not just a technological shift - it's a spiritual revolution.
The parallels are striking: religious devotion and digital intimacy both revolve around the worship of absent bodies, the veneration of untouchable beings, the transformation of desire into ritual. Like medieval faithful praying before icons, we now kneel before screens, offering our devotion through likes and subscriptions.
This is where Corpus Sanctus begins. Not with judgment, but with recognition: we are witnessing the birth of a new form of sacred experience. The same screens that host sacred icons now display OnlyFans creators. The same human longing that once built cathedrals now crafts digital sanctuaries of desire.
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NON-ICONS
These works are not icons, nor are they anti-icons. They are non-icons: a new category of sacred image for the digital age. Like Byzantine icons, they mediate between human and divine. But where traditional icons created connection through the direct gaze, these digital saints remain forever veiled behind screens of pixels.
This pixelation is not censorship - it's elevation. Like the iconostasis in Orthodox churches, it creates a boundary between visible and invisible, transforming digital limitations into theological virtue. The impossibility of truly knowing or possessing these figures makes them, paradoxically, more sacred.
Following Caravaggio's revolutionary path of using real people in sacred scenes, I work with contemporary figures in their intimate spaces. Where he painted street people as saints in Roman slums, I transform OnlyFans creators in their bedrooms into digital divinities. The sacred emerges not despite but through the profane reality of unmade beds, bathroom mirrors, and LED screens.
DIGITAL DEVOTIONALS
Installation View
Individual Chapel
These non-icons manifest physically as Digital Devotionals: intimate installations where vintage frames house screens displaying slowly transitioning images. Each unit becomes a personal chapel, complete with kneeler, inviting viewers into a posture of contemplation.
When multiple units are arranged, they form a new kind of iconostasis - a wall of digital saints that speaks to both ancient tradition and contemporary experience. But unlike the Orthodox iconostasis, which has a Royal Door leading to sacred mysteries, this digital wall remains forever sealed. There is no door because there are no more human priests - the intermediation between human and divine has been automated, digitized, algorithmic. The mystery stays intact, the desire eternal, the fulfillment always deferred.
HANDMADE PIXELS
In an age where AI promises total automation, I choose conscious craftsmanship. Every pixel is placed with intention, every digital brushstroke a form of devotion. This isn't nostalgia for traditional techniques - it's a new fusion of human touch and digital medium.
The battle against platform censorship becomes a fight for human dignity. Where algorithms mechanically moderate content without vision or judgment, we assert the right to human discernment. Social media platforms have become the new moral authorities, their content policies the new dogma. But like medieval artists who turned limitation into transcendence, I transform these restrictions into opportunities for elevation. Supporting this work means joining a larger struggle: preserving human judgment in an increasingly automated world, fighting against digital hypocrisy, keeping sacred what algorithms would profane.
ARTIST'S STATEMENT
"Corpus Sanctus documents a profound shift in human intimacy. As physical spaces for social interaction shrink, as pandemic and technology push us into digital isolation, I develop new forms of devotion. Our bodies, once condemned by religion, are now rendered immaterial by technology. Yet our need for connection, for transcendence, for something to worship, remains eternal. The mystery persists. Only its language changes."