Jennifer
Lo☻ong
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Temporarily Chimeric
[Installation Instructions]
1. Stomp all over the chalk and charcoal remains of lost memories
2. Trust The Jellyfish to navigate this wasteland atop your head
3. Reach for the Great Wall of Memories
4. Pluck a Memory (or 2, or 3; 4 is a bit much)
5. Discard The Jellyfish, discard the memory
Materials
Time
Exhibition
Yarn, wood, charcoal, chalk dust
2023
Pendleton West Building, Wellesley Massachusetts
“What the cuss!” You exclaim, “where am I?” Your eyes dart around until you see a
jellyfish floating beside you. The colours on the walls reflect psychedelically on its
membrane and tentacles. It doesn’t speak physically but you can tell it says yo man, how
can I help you? “I’m looking for something, I think.” No kidding, what is it? “I don’t
remember, but it’s really important, I think, I have to find it.” And? You expect me to help
you or something? Your brows furrow, “I mean, that’d be real nice of you if you do.” The
jellyfish flops its tentacles, well I can’t cussing do anything about that, can I? “Wow man,
calm the cuss down.” Oh save it, you’re all the same, you drag yourselves into this space, twist
your eyes and bend your brain backwards to find something you don’t even remember, and interrupt my beauty sleep just to entertain yourselves. It’s true, you think, maybe you’ve been a bother after all, “well, I’m sorry man, I guess I should have been more considerate.” The
jellyfish flops in resignation, it’s whatever, I should’ve been nicer to you, too, I guess. “Nah, no
hard feelings, I’ll just look around and see if I find anything.” You walk around the
room examining the blocks, every now and then some tingling in the back of your
brain makes itself known, but runs away just as fast as it appeared. Hey. “Ah cuss! You
scared me there.” Oh, my bad, I think I know what could help though. Put me on your head.
“What?” Like Ratatouille style, c’mon, I think it could help. Okay, yeah, whatever, you’re
getting tired of walking around like an idiot anyways. The jellyfish is surprisingly dry
and soft to touch, and you gingerly place it on top of your head. Peering through its
translucent tentacles suddenly everything is clear. Your feet pick up and you find
yourself before a small block. This is it, this is what you’ve been looking for. Finally.
Shakily you reach for it before the jellyfish snatches it from the wall. “Wait what the
cu- No DON’T DO THAT!” The jellyfish swallows the block. “No no, what the cuss
man?! Give it back!” I’m sorry, something came over me. “Oh for cuss’ sake- Something
came over you?! You idiot!” God cuss I know I know, I’m sorry! I just had to eat it. “Well now
what am I supposed to do?” Dunno, hang out maybe? You’re frustrated and make a point
to let the jellyfish know. I’m really sorry. “Sorry’s not enough, cusshole! You ruin
everything god I knew I shouldn’t have come back here again expecting something to
be different when you do this every. single. time. All you do is take cuss from me and
pretend like none of these blocks exist until I come crawling back all over again just to
play house with you, just so you can pretend like you’re the good guy when you know
you made this whole mess to begin with. God. ALSO I never liked your gross soggy
noodle arms, keep them to yourself. Could you at least stay for breakfast? No, goodbye, Jennifer.