He was talking about me with his mother on the phone today. He told her how he had ‘killed’ me, by which he meant he packed up all of his classics books into clear-plastic boxes and put them in the basement, thus figuratively ‘killing off’ his classics library, and now I was that library’s ghost, […]
Ohiya (singing vow): Inkpata Nawaze Naci, Naci, coze May Maya Leci cu wana. Winona: The magic of the night of nights beckons me, beckons me, beckons me; a wonder-world is sheltered ‘neath the trees from grass and shrub and willows low. Come mystic voices, sighs, enchanting breeze from mystic voices, sighs enchanting breeze. The pallid […]
From 1965 to 1975, the Fairchild Corporation operated an electronic assembling plant in Shiprock, New Mexico, on a Navajo reservation, employing mostly Indigenous women. The circuit boards that the Navajo workers crafted were used in early computers, calculators, and missile guidance systems. Their abstract designs were not unlike the geometric abstractions of Navajo weavings, which […]
TAKE THE PRESSURE OF THE MACHINE OF THE BIENALE’S [SIC] AND GIVE OVER TO A DIFFERENT PROCESS. TOO MUCH INSTITIONALISATION. STOP. ALLOW THE DIFFERENCE. BE CONFUSED. IT’S HEALTHY. – Brook Andrew and Anthony Gardner ‘NIRIN WURRUNMARRA’ in ‘Art and its Worlds: Exhibitions, Institutions and Art Becoming Public’ (Afterall, 2021), pp. 68-79. Sydney March 12 to […]
We started our conversation with my struggle to unlearn the right of the nation-state to become the adjective that defines me: “an Israeli.” This struggle cannot be detached from the one against the imperial premises of scholarship, the refusal to let institutions define what I see or expect to see, what I can say and […]
Another day, another book. On and on and on. Look at this one! Turn to page 38. Feel the texture of the pages. Wait this reminds me of another book. One second while I reach for it. And on and on and on. One books leads to another, until there is a pile of books. […]
If you missed the secret. Go back to yesterday’s post. Today is the beginning of the fallout; the aftermath of the Minus Plato project. The reason that he has invited me – a library’s ghost – to speak over these past months on a daily basis is to demonstrate through the sifting, sorting, packing up, […]
Where were we? Where is this is all leading? Our Library of the Future: A Ghost’s Story has been the replacement of some books with others, a library with another library, by a scholar to come who listens to ghosts. And, now, the secret at the heart of this project and of all that is […]
Maybe he senses that the end is near and that is why he has brought me back. I don’t know. He is fickle and so part of me felt, even though he kept taking books from my shelves and posting about or around them, he had moved on and past this daily project (he uses […]
