She asked, though these were not her exact words: Isnât all the work part of a single piece? She asked, like someone patiently unlocking, with a pin, a pair of handcuffs: Arenât all the photographs and texts, the fragments and experiments, even the things you say into a microphone, even the things you donât say, arenât they all installments toward a unified project?Â
Teju Cole, Blind Spot (Coles words, via Jarrett Fuller, make me think about our individual contributions to the internet, that âgreatest work of literature,â one that I have previously referenced in âCuatrocuatroâ and âIs Twitter what Rayuela tried to be?â)
















