ceramics Kaffistofa gallery CLAIRE MATHILDE ZUZANA Reykjavik Iceland 2015
shapeless: lacking a definite shape
I spit on the asphalt and my saliva lying slackly there is disgusting, it looks like nothing.
I can’t take it in my hand it is too slimy and the slimy is repugnant. But even if I take it with my hands I will not be able to keep it as it was on the floor. It will spread all over my hands.
What if I spit on a chair ? No one will sit on it and I will have to "clean" it.
What if I spit in a forest ? No one will notice it, animals and humans will walk on it without seeing it.
What if the whole universe is like a spit: shapeless, with no precise color, made of a weird and disgusting texture ?
What if we all come from spit ?