Tell amateurs not start to fast, or they will end up in a quick fatigue. Touch your elbows to your thighs, repeat it, your goal is a 100. During the PFT the other’s active presence is pivotal. Count 1,2,3,4,5….. Up and down. Repetition is key.It seems at first glance accessible, recognizable, funny.
What is consumed fast still leaves an after taste, references to personal, social and even broader, political events. Spit out the melon pits.It is not merely a way to escape daily life, it is a shared experience created through everyday pictures, sometimes altered, reconfigured, cropped. Filters.Endlessly swiping down, images on repeat, constantly appropriated. Caption this!
Fast consumption does not abort critique. Contemporary imagery, the absurd becomes universal, viral. Who’s afraid of the beast that enjoys a cone of cream?
Bowls dedicated to friends, late night dinners, ramen nights. Perhaps the last supper? Playing by yourself when no one else wants to play with you.
Speechless tongues on repeat. So many waiting rooms. Expectations. A constant desire to be pinpointed. Ping-Pong ball. Keep on playing, together this time. Baked in the oven. Atmospheric backdrops, coloured threads.
The act itself is hard labour, manual. When yellow is missing. We could share a sunset.