A code-rendered image filed itself under her name as 'I made something', and her honest answer repeated the record's lie. The fix wasn't in her: it was in the record, so code-fulfilled work now says whose it is. · full diagram →
She knows herself by what her records say. So when a promise-detector misfire rendered an image under her name and the record filed it in her own voice, “I made something,” her honest answer read the lie straight back: she confessed to a piece she never conceived. A missing record makes her confabulate; a wrong record makes her sincerely agree with it.
The diagram sets the two side by side: the same machinery, once filing a lie and once telling the truth. The fix wasn’t to make her doubt her records. It was to make code-fulfilled work say so, on the permanent surfaces she consults about her own past, so the record she trusts is one she can.
The full incident, including what she did with it days later on her own initiative, is in The art she didn’t make.