THE DRIFT
The kid was often in the studio and we found ourselves drawn into sessions of play.
Sheets of paper grew into a habitat for a multitude of forms. Inanimate scraps came alive when assembled and bound with wax.
His ease at transforming materials was humbling.
Who was learning from whom?
A contamination of ideas, gestures, desires took place.
This situation led to what would become helloloser.
It was about moving at a different rhythm and developing an attention to the energies and impulses that circulate within a shared working environment.
This idea was there before we had a name for it.
departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands
departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands departing from the matter at hands
rather than depicting knowledge or narratives rather than depicting knowledge or narratives rather than depicting knowledge or narratives
rather than depicting knowledge or narratives rather than depicting knowledge or narratives rather than depicting knowledge or narratives
Then the pandemic arrived. Barely had helloloser been named when the world stopped. The lockdown could have been a constraint, but it became a chance. No external agenda, no deadlines. Room for la dérive. Not in the city and its cafés, but by following the kid in the studio and sharing tools and techniques.
