"Anaesthesia presents us with moments of horror; it unflinchingly confronts us with ourselves and our modes of encounter with others. It seemingly demands that you — the viewer-reader — engage with spectacles of violence and ask who your self might be, such that it desires a clear separation from the apparently monstrous other. The work is haunted by the suspicion that horror might be the name we give to the perception of the precariousness of human identity, to the perception that it may be lost or invaded, that we may become something other than we are."