You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
“everyday life is situated somewhere in the rift opened up between the subjective, phenomenological, sensory apparatus of the individual and the reified institution.
[…]
To read everyday life, … is therefore to become engaged in an act of poesis.”
-(Kristin Ross, The Politics and Poetics of Everyday Life)
A reworked element from the installation, Untitled (Sistrunk–in medias res. Unfurling the presence of Black life), 2020, shown in African-American Research Library and Cultural Center, 2650 Sistrunk Boulevard, Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
And there was no voice in her head,
no whispered intelligence lurking
in the leaves—just an ache that grew
until she knew she’d already lost everything
except desire, the red heft of it
warming her outstretched palm.
Rita Dove, I Have Been a Stranger in a Strange Land
“Gestures intimating an everyday, conjured up, and transfigured place.”
“I became aware that my voice … had something charismatic in it, drawing people in.” (ZS)