we spent an afternoon opening boxes and thinking about the vibrancy of things. things that evoke... other things: lucha libre, stalking, exhibitions, protests, suicide. some of these things are considered things, others are considered concepts, events, cultural expressions, human activity. i wonder: how much of the 'vibrancy' of an object is related to their transparency as to the hands that made them? how much is the object itself, its texture, smell, temperature, weight...how much is the desire to touch, however metaphorically, those other hands? are we reaching for the human behind the non-human? is the non-human ever really vibrant without us there? breaking down human centred hierarchies, yes. but is it necessary to claim agency and life for us to do so? or is this not, once again, just putting the centre back on us? (we are human, we have agency and life. you are not human, in order to value you, we have to pretend you have agency and life just like us)
i love those yellow socks. daffodils. spring time. glorious. and an unhealthy relationship to phones.
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