I had a dream in which a performance artist and writer gave me a copy of one of her books while I was sitting in the audience for one of her readings. I carved the spine off of the book and ate it. Later, she said that her fans were horrified and she asked me why. I told her I was exploring the notion that people “consume content,” and the reduction of textuality to content and information. That’s as effective and clear a description of my personal project as any.
As I woke up, I found myself thinking about the ideas of “personal projects” and “works,” and how they, too, are in the gravity well of products and consumption. Also, the spine of the book tasted like cheese.