TALKING > ////
The domestic is a combination of 4 stones (granite, obsidian, anthracite, calcium carbide) wrapped in a linen piece of fabric.
My body is my absolute domestic space, so I deleted all the rest, as an act of dispossession and the first step of decolonization. It’s a set of habits and rituals I develop to create a moment.
As a paradise, the public kitchen is an island surrounded by fences. It captures you and floats away, conceding a real break out of the tyranny of immediacy. You find freedom while being imprisoned.
You don’t know how long and where you’re gonna get out. The master of ceremony cooks for you and shows you how to listen to the stones.