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Ian Haig

Australia

Where do you locate yourself in relation to the systems you work with?

Some of my favorite things: AI slop as a cultural condition, saturation, repetition, contamination, images without intention, excess, degraded taste, failure, visual noise, algorithmic overproduction, aesthetic collapse, post-taste imagery, AI slop & cultural exhaustion, the parasitic nature of AI, AI slop as abjection. Transhumanism gone wrong, AI malfunctions and bodily glitches, biological errors, AI bodily hallucinations, GMO humans and algorithmIc flesh accidents. I am interested in AI as machine of the unconscious, the reside of the human archive reflecting back to us what it thinks of us in all its weirdness and uncanny haunted images that don't belong, that shouldn't exist but do, images not of this world. AI as a mutant collaborator in the creative process, a remix machine, a synthetic organism spreading on social media. My own work an antidote to the the idealized images on instagram of the exterior body in all its selfie perfection, my work is the inverse, the uncanny, grotesque body turned inside out, the reality of the body, the diseased body, the visceral and abject body. AI slop: Internet ooze, Algorithmic slime, Social media sludge, World Wide Web leakage. Slop is putrefaction humming under the surface. Slop is the quiet fermentation of life itself—the warm rot that keeps us moving, digesting, sweating, salivating, shedding. We are factories of leakage posing as individuals. Every touch, every breath, every hunger is a small leak in the membrane of being. Slop is the human condition.

Where are you heading, and what is pulling you there?

The wild thing about generative AI criticisms, ie: lack of humanity, no soul, unoriginal, lack of intent and meaning, lack of authorship, lack of lived experience, lack of craft, no hand of the artist blah blah..This is precisely why generative AI art is INTERESTING! ie: uncanny images tapping into the data banks of the collective unconscious which the machine reflects back to us. AI is like a bell curve, you often get results in the fat region of the curve, all the banal images, stock advertising photos and average data material of mainstream image culture. But if you explore the outer edges of the bell curve and the possibilities of what's happening in the edges, which is harder to generate cause this material is less represented in the training data you can shift the outputs to something very different, odd, strange, perverse and fucked up

How would you describe the space your practice is currently unfolding in?

Obsolete AI platforms opposed to the latest shiny version of Midjourney. I like AI when it was MUTANT. When AI gets things wrong, too many fingers, extra limbs, melted heads, distorted bodies. AI reflecting back to us our own weird distortion of our selves. As we rush forwards into an increasingly technocratic world of digital ID, data verification and surveillance capitalism, the organic human increasingly represented as a digital vector in the system. My work reminds us of our meat bodies our sacks of flesh that we carry around with us everyday. I also like to think of my AI work as a kind of noise, an irritant, a parasite in the emerging AI control grid
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The AI Art Magazine, Number 3
Untitled human slop 1-3, AI generation, 2025.
Untitled human slop 1-3, AI generation, 2025.
Ian Haig, Untitled human slop 1-3, AI generation, 2025

Description

Mutated hackable bodies, bodies that didn’t quite work out and bodies that can no longer be classified as bodies. Hybridised flesh and code using AI. Drawing on the transhumanist musings of Yuval Noah Harari….humans are now hackable animals.

Process

mutant humans

Tools

early version of Midjourney and Adobe Premiere

Image credit: Jan Sobottka www.catonbed.de
Beauty Is in the AI of the Beholder
Essay by Boris Eldagsen

People love to ask museum-shop questions: why make something so ugly? Why horror? This assumes beauty is normal and anything disturbing is suspect. Almost nobody asks the opposite question: why must images be beautiful?

In Untitled human slop 1-3 (2025), Ian Haig shows breakdown—leaking, hybrid bodies where flesh and code collide.

Working with unstable AI systems, Haig turns error into diagnosis. The distorted anatomies in his images are not technical flaws but psychological mirrors. His images are the antidote to the sexy cyborgs that flood our social feeds.

The image economy demands compliance—be attractive, be legible, be smooth. We call it “aesthetic,” but it erases whatever reminds us we are vulnerable, aging, porous. Beauty has become a defense mechanism. It protects the ego from confronting mortality. It keeps anxiety manageable.

This is why Haig’s work feels offensive. It bypasses the filter. It exposes the body not as brand, but as process: unstable, excessive, unfinished. Haig insists on seams because they reveal dependency and fragility. He cares. His “ugliness” operates like surgery: it cuts because it refuses to participate in denial. It interrupts the fantasy that we can polish ourselves into permanence. It shows that beauty has replaced religion as opium for the masses.