In this performance-to-camera film I mould a clay structure on my face. My face remains inside the clay (the breathing hole being the conduit between inside and outside) whilst my hands - outside the clay – manipulate it. The body becomes impossibly embroiled in the technology and appears as though inside it; as the hands squeeze the clay the video picture quality temporarily decreases – as if the hands squeezing the substance of clay can have a causal relationship to the digital image on the outside. The clay is a messy fundamental of the surface of the earth, very different in look and feel to the clean and shiny video camera or mobile phone. And yet minerals are mined in a messy way to make the components inside these devices. This is the hidden physical to which the title refers – the often unseen, often dangerous, and messy labour to produce pristine devices.