Karmacucumber
By one of its* knights, not the most seen, but a solid rock with wings as it is a rare mix, like the mother itself.
Playing around in the darkroom, yeah, you know that lovely old-fashioned workspace for developing light sensitive material, like photography or, in this case: cyanotype. I’ll spare you the nerdy details, though some are necessary. The chemicals reacts to UV-light and as it starts to develop on starting the UV-light lamp it gets this beautiful mean green yellow-ish neon feature after a pinch of time, which brought my thoughts on to the karma* claw neon sign. The claw must be rather eager now; to shine its light on creatures wanting to go wild on a crowded dance floor to the smoothest of club music moving bodies around like there’s no bones keeping it all together, arousing that joyful state of being. A claw shouldn’t be wrapped and locked in a box, or myself for that matter, probably not you either.
Pleasurable physical gatherings in a karma hybrid between club and art seems like a distant nostalgia at the moment. In the meantime, while trying out shrunken chemical marinated cucumbers and the effect on various types of paper etc., and maybe getting more unexpected associations and even more ideas, I’ll wait for the claw to be unwrapped and to see that goddamn mesmerizing oversized colourful slow spinning ball again.
* Karmaklubb*
Soundtrack for enjoyment: ↗︎ Ercos Blanka, ↗︎ 36H ↗︎ (7:01), from Classic Trick (Seven Villas Music; 2018).
