A Walking Excursus
A kid diverges from the regular path while walking to school. Suddenly, she finds herself on a fieldtrip. Curiosity and play rule these lines of movement.
Fieldtrips are the pulsation of creation, where migrating through different terrains is a practice of hallucination, albeit a sober one. Movement along scales, like those of a fish (molecular, cosmic, musical...). Like the ridges of an oyster shell that become a topographical map: climbing a mountain (departure from the sea) in order to eat an oyster (merging migration): a dish of mountain minerals and oyster.
We are not "thrown" into this world, as some say; rather, we stumble (trip) onto fields of immanence. And so, together we walk, forage, examine, experiment, eat, follow tracks, cook. We traverse landscapes outside our regular realm of experience, a little bit of displacement, a little bit of a connection to the unknown conditions of a new environment. Step by step a line is drawn, connections that manifest as discrete dishes on the plate.