Divine Puffer (2018- present)
I began consciously collecting inhalers in one place as a continuum of my partner's 'hoarding,' which developed from his attachment to already empty inhalers for 'just in case.' Though soon a sense of eventual function was generated; playfully imposing his clinging and contradictory habitual patterns on him who starts and ends his day by smoking cigarettes, despite his asthma.
He, who is otherwise very calm, grounded, and present, is not quite here, when he is dependent on an inhaler. Incapable to breathe, however, his desire to fix and breathe, is a direct embodiment of the innate characteristic of his very existence and temporarily magnifies the presence of an inhaler.
Yet, this presence is only one mechanistic push away from its absence, as soon as his breathing condition is fixed. It is in this onto-phenomenological paradox, I witness my own increased awareness.
Simply blue, synthetic, and ‘L’ shaped, nowhere near striking – this external aesthetic condition of an inhaler – presupposes my purely subjective preference for forms that emerged from mundane and intimately ties to what is of central importance in my life – humour.