Can you tell me about an object you own that is tied to a particular memory? In one tweet or two, using the hashtag ‘#dust’, or write it in a couple of sentences below; about the amount of writing you could fit on a post-it. You can send me pictures if you want, but tell me about an object that is significant to you and, shortly, why it is significant. You can leave your comment anonymously below by using ‘anon’ as a name and ‘firstname.lastname@example.org’ or another fake email address in the comments form.
I am making something with Nikki Pugh called ‘Dust’. It is a response to a manifesto that claims we will make things with you, not for you. This is one of the ways it’s with. You can read about where the project is at right now over here. If you can offer me a story, it will be made into a Dust Mote. Things that people will find and keep. The stories will also feed into and inform the longer-form narrative fragments in the work. Head over here for full context.
And because this is a two way thing, here’s a couple I will submit:
Object 1: A porcelain badge, square with rounded corners, the transfer of a rabbit with a balloon on the front.
This object broke. It was the last thing in my daily life that came from the boy whose hair smelled like raku firings. It fell off my bag in St. Pancras about 3 years ago and shattered. I still have the largest fragment.
Object 2: A small plush rat.
Bought because it looked lonely. Bought just before something went completely, bafflingly wrong. Now hidden.
I need some less emo objects, huh?