The Oaktree is old, some of his branches end in stumps but others stretch out wide, forming a canopy under which walkers, dogs, cyclists, runners, pheasants and rabbits pass by. The Oakley Creek walkway brushes up against his truck, cutting between him and his companion who stands a few meters closer to the creek. I […]
I took TJ Demos on a bike ride with me; he talked, and I listened and pedalled. He spoke via the multi-layered avatar of a downloaded PDF, (the introduction to Decolonising Nature), read aloud via the Voice Aloud Reader app on my phone, delivered via Bluetooth to my in-helmet headphones. Demos talked about the wayContinue reading “Travels with friends”
As a New Zealand European born in the sixties I have grown up in a society who belived itself to be cradled between infinate resourse and the no-place ‘away’. How do i now live, waking up to a biosphere in whom no material thing can be added or taken away, where everything that is somethingContinue reading “Rm Conversation # 3: Between Elsewhere and Away”
I don’t know if the road knows that I run over it. I don’t know if the trees know that I breathe their breath.
I don’t know if the water knows how it will make its way to the sea. I don’t know if the road knows that I run over it. I don’t know if the trees know that I breathe their breath. I invite you, for a moment, to imagine yourself positioned outside of anthropocentricContinue reading “@ Mayonez on Friday”
This week: Conversation #2 let’s imaging being human thing interacting with other things rather than a Human Being looking down on things.
THINKING SPACE Over the next twelve weeks Rm Archive will host Rm Conversation Pit, a series of habitable installations and amicable talking events. To introduce the conversations: Installation #0.5 Thinking Space/ Mind Picnic. A thinking and reading space and the opportunity book in for a conversation. Conversation #1 19 – 27 November Sharing in anContinue reading “Rm Conversation Pit”
I have curated an exhibtion at DEMO, Auckland NZ In 21st-century suddenly everyone cares about climate and how it might or might not be changing, the atmosphere is filled not just with CO2, but with information and misinformation, blame, denial and handwringing. Beneath this cloud of discord, hype and anxiety we collectively and individually faceContinue reading “….if you knew me.”
conversations about intimacy and closeness with all who share our biosphere A blanket hut constructed in my lounge. Rules of construction: nothing is bought. nothing is cut. no holes are made. everything can be returned unchanged to its former use.