Preservation vs. Decay, Part One: The Subtle Art of Discarding Things
I want back everything I ever touched. I want to preserve it all, encase it in glass, stick it into resin… I want every silly little memento, every scrap, every tiny bit of string. An early image I made when I first learned about Midjourney and was just trying things out. I can't stop myself from attaching that disgusting sentimental ooze onto everything I encounter as I sort through boxes of my childhood stuff to try to thin it down and declutter my possessions a little bit. Old diary, old letter, dead tamagotchi. I keep rooting through these relics of my past, but it's hard to let go of things because I am, at my core, a sentimentalist. At the same time, though, I want to watch these mementos crumble apart in my hands. I want to let them all float away forever, leaving me feeling lighter and less burdened. Actual excerpt from my childhood diary: “After lunch, we looked at some really cool art galleries. I want to be an artist when I grow up, but I also want to be something e...
