Cat 5 Erin off the coast. Looks like it will go off to sea and cool down in the northern waters. Still preparing, exercising, cooking, painting, meditating and reading Rosi Braidotti. Here are some meaningful excerpts.
POSTHUMAN BY ROSI BRAIDOTTI 2013
“Advanced capitalism and its bio-genetic technologies engender a perverse form of the posthuman. At its core there is a radical disruption of the human–animal interaction, but all living species are caught in the spinning machine of the global economy. The genetic code of living matter – ‘Life itself’ (Rose, 2007) – is the main capital. Globalization means the commercialization of planet Earth in all its forms, through a series of inter-related modes of appropriation. According to Haraway, these are the techno-military proliferation of micro-conflicts ….
……the hyper-capitalist accumulation of wealth; the turning of the ecosystem into a planetary apparatus of production, and the global infotainment apparatus of the new multimedia environment….
…..Thinking is the conceptual counterpart of the ability to enter modes of relation, to affect and be affected, sustaining qualitative shifts and creative tensions accordingly, which is also the prerogative of art. Critical theory therefore has a major role to play. (P.170.)
“….vital materialism does not assume an over-arching concept of life, just practices and flows of becoming, complex assemblages and heterogeneous relations. (P. 171)
But the posthuman does not really mean the end of humanity. It signals instead the end of a certain conception of the human ….the posthuman offers resources for rethinking the articulation of humans with intelligent machines. (P. 101)
looking out my back linai.
Breath of the Wetlands draws me into a quiet mystery where slender trunks rise like silent sentinels, their forms stretching beyond the canvas into an unseen realm. Above, the leaves pulse with shifting greens, restless yet measured, as if stirred by a secret breeze that whispers through the grove. The dense foliage folds over itself, a layered canopy alive with subtle motion—each brushstroke tracing the fragile boundary between light and shadow, presence and absence. This painting feels like a breath caught between worlds, a moment suspended where the wetland’s hidden rhythms resonate just beneath the surface. Creating it was an invitation to step softly into that space where nature’s pulse remains both elusive and profound and according to Taoism, it mirrors the becoming of us and the cosmos.
Art by Kate W 