samantha krukowski


making marks


Because of Ai Weiwei (@aiww) I reopened my twitter account (@shkrukowski). I re-watched the documentary Ai Weiwei: Never Sorry and will be opening my seminar, Outlaws: Architecture and its Others, with clips from that film this semester. I was more fearless once. The past three years have been dominated by surgeries to get rid of cancer and then re-make the breasts it took. The first surgery I needed. The last six I did not, and would not lie down for again. My chest is still numb, I am unmoved by its topography, I photographed it but haven’t shared the image. In my mind there are two large sheets of canvas, quilted into squares, each with a cut and stuffed and sutured mound. Bravery will remove it from that sphere and reveal it. A big snow came yesterday, and as the flakes began to gather mass, out came the neighbors with their shovels – inches yet to come, but they got to it immediately – this is a small town that keeps its lawns neat and its driveways plowed and its white male god worshipped and change at bay. What if everyone just left the snow alone and instead spent that time contributing something to the moon project by Ai Weiwei and Olafur Eliasson ( I have been an educator for 20 years but I am losing faith in the educational systems around me – university = corporation, public school = holding pen – and am ever aware of the widening chasms between those who have the money to buy in, and those who don’t.

Filed under: Ai Weiwei, bravery, breast cancer, education, life, thinking

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