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I read that it’s the inner organs; the liver, the stomach and the guts, that take the longest to adjust to a new time zone, that the brain adjusts much quicker, but I’m not sure if it makes sense to separate the organs in this context, or what’s the point, like a machine with a broken part, if it’s broken it’s broken ... Kaputt she said and pressed the button.

In acupuncture they stick needles into one part of the body to affect another, it is something about adjusting water levels in the body; about letting it flow more freely.

At breakfast a woman sits together with a man who stares blankly at his phone during the entire meal. Occasionally she tries to grab his attention by waving her phone with content, almost swinging it from side to side, to see if his eyes will follow.

In the market we find elastic bands for facelifting, plasters for tired eyes, camouflage tape, fluorescent tape and chains in kid-like colours. We turn them into necklaces, make lines as long as the garden to mark or exclude space.
A visa card weighs 6 grams

1 euro weighs 8 grams

My passport weighs 32 grams 
Wristwatch—119 grams 

Phone—333 grams 

Keys—123 grams 

Chewing Gum—2 grams
The route between CPH and VIE was so foggy that the pilot got lost half way and had to turn back. They say that an increase in temperature has nothing to do with the jetstream but perhaps that isn’t true, perhaps turbulence is caused exactly by this.

In the electro shop I find a solution for backlighting the dia slide that I like, because it reveals the idea of technology as something fragile, unfixed, susceptible to damage. The electrician packs it in cotton and other soft materials to protect it for travel, he straps it with fragile tape.

While I’m packing later on I hit the package and it falls and breaks one of the cathode tubes. When I unpack it I find splinters everywhere. This once glowing screen is now transformed into little pieces of glass, dust and wire. Something inside me also breaks when I see it.

I said yes to working for J partly out of a need for distraction and partly because I missed the feel of hard labour on my body. The last few weeks had been almost immaterial; reading, researching, making proposals and writing fora fictitious future, and at least this was a contrast, something I could touch and melt into. I wanted the almost sobering feeling of reducing myself to an hourly wage, I wanted to feel a weight on my body.

I knew it was a dusty idea to stay at S’s place. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of the heating system, took a shower in the black bathroom, the foam formed like white blood on the tiles, stains that didn’t come off afterwards.The shampoo, the conditioner, the towels and the toothbrush were all black, as was the decor in the studio and the black Maserati across the street. I started to count, 1. Crow, 2. Shoes, 3. Linen, 4. Fork, 5. Curtain, 6. LEGO, 7. Insect, 8. Game chair, until counting didn’t make sense anymore. It was as if, by creating some kind of system for myself, by trying to find meaning in these objects, I was thinking about how they could, if at all, relate to his death. I looked into cursed objects, mythologies around objects, consumer fetishism. Tried to argue how the dark shadows were eating the light ones, how the whole garden was pitch black all day long. How his bike and his movements were dark in away.
We are standing opposite each other, hands folded together, glazing into a reflection. There are mountains and landscapes all around us. What does it mean to know a place.


When you have been away from ‘A’ and return to it, is it then still the same place. What is
 ‘A’ in and of itself. If we define ‘A’ in terms of our relationship to it, how does that change the way we look at it. When does ‘A’ start to fluctuate, when does it get turbulent.


The woman in the hydraulic crane is rotating the joystick to move its extending arm along the outside of the plane. When she presses the joystick down, a high-pressure orange liquid covers the surface. The foam momentarily blocks the view from the windows.


A.F.R. R.A.F F.A.R


Where are you and how does one find you. Are you still a body, or just particles of dust, stars or satellites. Will I find you if I move closer to the moon or to the sun.
Do you remember the time when there was a white pigeon inside the airplane, causing panic and an early descent.


I have made lists about how you can fully or partly disappear, the lists include; digital camouflage, clouds and masks, the idea that systems can be so watertight that you can disappear into them, and the camera as a way to make yourself invisible.
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