By Kerry Byrne

Hundreds of red tail lights stream through one of Montreal's main arteries. Gushing along the grid in darkness, the demise of a minor character is enacted between cinematic buildings. The traffic is calmed momentarily, unfocused.

Only the weak of heart will mourn those who mistake headlights for a car itself. The corpse becomes a display surface linked to a screen connected to the net, where a silent majority may view harm done until the frame overwhelms its content.



This second artist post is brought to you by Kerry Byrne, who makes drawings, paper sculptures, and animations. She lives in Montreal.