How does an artist confront this new set of circumstances--the reality of non-things and a glut of consumable information/data?
More to the point: should it be confronted at all? Because, let's face it, does anyone really care that the artist may be trying to confront this new set of circumstances? Most people are glued to their devices, or fully immersed in the data glut. They honestly don't care what the artist is doing. They don't even know the artist exists!
Our fragmented society keeps the artist underground--far underground, separated and ghostly. This sorry apparition must confront this new set of circumstances alone, and with the knowledge that no one cares he/she is confronting this new set of circumstances alone.