it’s a nod to a world that expired. a friend showing up at your door just to ask if you wanted to play basketball.
what else was there even to do?
computers were chunky cubes, more for reference than immersion. assigned to schools, libraries, offices, homes — not humans.
the most entertaining app on your phone (if you even had one) was a little red ball that bounced through tunnels and over spikes.
TV shows couldn’t be consumed in one big gulp.
when a friend knocks isn’t a way to bring that world back but just a reminder that it existed once, that we can still feel its textures, and live in it, just a little, for small grasps of time.
it’s an in-real-life community anthology series based on:
(1) my fiction: five short stories exploring whimsy, togetherness, unexpected intimacy, enchantment, and legacy – self-published as a collection by the Fall
(2) episodic events: public, participatory experiences — each a "live episode" based on a story, attempting to bring the textures of my fiction to life — even if imperfectly
(3) season finale: remnants, creations, and traces of the summer ****transformed into a gallery, or maybe a museum, or maybe just a place to gawk at what we made together
(1) no attention economy – however we raise awareness or fundraise, it cannot happen through a platform that sucks you into an endless feed. So yes to public stalls, flyers, static landing pages, word of mouth, 1:1 phone calls and texts. No IG, Tik Tok, Substack, etc.
(2) purchase local — no Amazon or other big retailers to purchase supplies
(3) physical spaces — you’ve just got to be there
(4) experiences must be participatory and tactile. no, you can’t just consume. you are a part of it.