an IRL intervention
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Congealed borders of hots and colds, ripples of scratch and pool.
I press against the surface and my hand slips through.
A goopy, tingly dimension.
The garden of forking paths.
I feel every piece touching each other, vibrating, multiplicitous.
A tilt of the head following the wall text.
My mind jumps. A birds wing stretched to the air.
Sunbeam meets the pane of glass, 6:57am.
A beam of sunlight meets a drop of rain in an ancient garden.
It used to be said that landscapes – pagus, those borderlands where matter offers itself up in a raw state before being tamed — were wild because they were, in Northern Europe, always forests. FORIS, outside. Beyond the pale, beyond the cultivated land, beyond the realm of form.
Things without name/beyond because…
Vibratory fields of differing mediums, each immediate in its own way (like drawing) are together and all-at-once, an event; everything stays as it is while doubling in resonance with every other thing and being re-seen in every moment in every body and in bodies in company (and possibly doubling again).
A world in which ecology starts over.
A world in which possibilities collide.
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“As we traverse this new landscape, the value and intention of public space is an essential question for its community. What we hope we share with you today is the potential for Language, arts and culture to form part of the answer.”
— Rayleen Forester, fine print
The performers wore brooches by Carly Tarkari Dodd, a Kaurna, Narungga and Ngarrindjeri woman and artist in If the future is to be worth anything, as a way of recognising that the work was created and presented on the unceded land of the Kaurna People.