Transforming the leftovers and failures from the ceramic workshop into clay powder, to be reused in seedbombs. I like the fact that the material has been going through different hands and will have a new function. Testing the material qualities of the seedbomb mixture, creating different shapes, some random, some conceptually thought through (or at least to some extend). Dreaming about a human size seedbomb rolling through streets, being pushed by many people. Embroidering somebody’s question at the meeting point/book exchange at the entrance. While distracting seeds from their pods (I am still collecting as many different seeds from the garden as possible) I discover somebody sleeping in one of them.
Whereas we human beings tend to get slower on a hot day like this, the sourdough starter becomes super active.
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