The Blue Ink Pocket, And

In the village, we managed to retrieve the lost pieces of the artist’s roving duplicates. The village artist drew copies of himself with complicated stories that he shared in the galleries from around the world, since he couldn’t travel with his duplicates. This was both an artistic style and his position towards the politics that obstruct the movement of the artist with his work and his Western audience. He had a group of drawings of the strongest passports from around the world that he produced with cheap paint on cigarette boxes. With each story, he created a duplicate of himself as he placed a passport in the pocket of a drawn shirt. This copy of THE BLUE INK POCKET, AND is the only one we possess.

Aside from an old letter that the artist wrote in 2022 for a collective he joined, nothing remains except the signature and the phrase “Good luck.” The words were consumed by the farm’s larvae in the basement, but traces of the pen’s power remain on the back of the paper.