canopies of suspended rain drops and culture modding
After a storm, suspended rain drops reveal hidden webs on plants, dot the insides of flowers.
On my way to the University of Virginia this morning, I paused at a small outgrowth that held up a canopy of interlaced threads, much like I was about to do for a small audience of colleagues in the faculty lounge of the English department.
For my dissertation presentation, I talked about food interactions and shifting patterns of consumption in online networks.
These are the slides from today’s talk,
and I’ve posted the working draft from the presentation on a new blog where I will, from time to time, post new working drafts and ideas.
The title of my project is Culture Modding: How We Play With Our Food, Money, and Beds in the Twenty-First Century and the blog is culturemodding.com.
After the talk, Dana and Will whisked me away to lunch (how I adore these two beautiful people), and then I walked back past the dewy webs to Ben’s, where the debris of a long night spent discussing theory, interventions, and counterpublics spread over the coffee table, my sense of gratitude renewed for this network of startlingly smart friends.
Here’s to a weekend of old friends, new areas of critical inquiry, and intriguing, flexible networks—