Why did we take them home and try to have another relation with them rather than pretending we didn’t see them & speeding away from them? Retrieving a mask fromsingle-use disposed abjection is itself a complex, political, ethical, aesthetic, creative gesture deserving our close, careful and critical (self)-examination. Friends, let's call a spade a spade: We can’t not see them. Do we not owe them? They are also front-line workers. Like garbage, like orange snow fencing, like the Pacific plastic gyre, they are both us and not us. They are trying to tell us something; to show us something about ourselves, about our imaginaries, about complicity and about viruses. What are they saying? We need post-humanist ears to hear it. We need new eyes to see that.
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