Je Est un Objet
Objects tell stories. We are objects and objects “r” us. Rimbaud said “Je est une autre.” I say “Je est un objet.” But how does one become the best objet, the most beautiful objet, a hyperobject among objects, strung out along global networks of image and desire?
Instagram and Tumblr exist because of our drive to narrate via objects. When we post carefully staged...
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