What does it mean to acknowledge one’s closeness to, enmeshment in or even kinship with the material world? And what does it mean to question family structures � the way they organise, coerce and make deviant certain lifeforms � and dwell in other possibilities of kin-making?
Not just a jolly rethinking of objects or a polyamorous romp through relationships, The Material Kinship Reader reckons with the extractavist histories of materials and the social relations that frame much of contemporary life.
Spanning fiction and theory, the collection of texts expand the idea of an artist’s book by bringing words into conversation with an aesthetic proposition. Clementine Edwards� artwork is the visual weft to the book’s written net. From colonial conquest to climate collapse, The Material Kinship Reader tells toxic and tender stories of interdependence among all things sentient and insentient.
Including contributions by Sara Ahmed, Hana Pera Aoake, Roland Barthes, Joannie Baumgärtner, Heather Davis, Kris Dittel, Clementine Edwards, Ama Josephine B. Johnstone, Robin Wall Kimmerer, Ursula K. Le Guin, Sophie Lewis, Steven Millhauser, Jena Myung, Aileen Moreton-Robinson, Michelle Murphy, Ada M. Patterson, Kim TallBear and Michelle Tea.
Books released for a curatorial exhibit are always a challenge outside of it. Based on the essay curation alone, this would have easily been one of my top books of the year, but the combination of 1) photos and descriptions of the writer's sculpture pieces, which clearly would have been helped by in-person viewing, and 2) multiple essays being photocopies of text in which the entirety of the page couldn't be read. The second of these MUST have been a curatorial decision, but my decision as a reader was to skip it completely. And this coming from a poet who adores the ways of reimagining language and challenging tenses, word order, etc. I could not bring myself to try and read it for 10+ pages.
super interesting themes here and curational efforts� but ultimately found some of the selected essays came up short. that being said, i loved the selected fiction-leaning pieces most by far: “accessories to this love: elegies for some of the things i have worn and loved� by ada m. patterson; “what we stay for� by ama josephine b. johnstone; and obviously “the carrier bag theory of fiction� by ursula k. le guin. some good musings on compulsive heterosexuality in sara ahmed’s essay “becoming straight,� too.
clementine edwards� sculptures scattered throughout the publication was thoughtful and a very intentional way of stitching the reader together! oh and i quite liked this line from patterson’s story: “we’re not made of the same things but what we’re made of is porous� :*)