THE DRIFT
BEGAN
WHEN THE KID
STARTED
USING
THEIR
TOOLS.

The kid was often in the studio and we found ourselves drawn into sessions of play with nowhere else to be.
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 astounding.
Humbling.

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 AND NARRATIVES      RATHER THAN DEPICTING KNOWLEDGE AND NARRATIVES      RATHER THAN DEPICTING KNOWLEDGE AND NARRATIVES     

RATHER THAN DEPICTING KNOWLEDGE AND NARRATIVES      RATHER THAN DEPICTING KNOWLEDGE AND NARRATIVES      RATHER THAN DEPICTING KNOWLEDGE AND NARRATIVES     

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 already there before we even had a name for it.

DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             

DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             DILUTING BOUNDRIES             

DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        

DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        DRAWING CONNECTIONS        

Then the pandemic arrived.
Barely had helloloser been named when the world stopped. The lockdown could have been a constraint, it became a release. 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. In this situation, indeterminacy is not a lack — it is a productive working condition.
The disappearance of the single author was the cherry on the cake.