Patrick Stochmal

i love you (a provisional body, a provisional home)

(Traversing the obscene, residing in the cracks of negation and absence that is death, there shimmers forth what may be called life... not procreation, not reproduction, but a life as death that infects and animates bodies... leaking in, spilling out, intimacy is perhaps the threat of contamination)Accruing together as a contingent, provisional and entangled ecosystem-body, this temporally mutating corpus indexes leaky encounters between embodiments, experiences, places and matter while resisting the temptation of absolute capture. Using composting as a framework for considering the cultivation of more-than-human kinships to politicize domestic economies/relationships beyond the human sphere, I create a strange incubator or bioreactor of sorts. The structure facilitates the incubation of my non-human kin, bearing the traces of fraught yet loving relations and ghostly intimacies. The dimensions of the bioreactor correspond to average measurements of a newborn baby's height (length) and a calculated average of cranial/pelvic circumference (width).