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I dreamed that an artist had solicited unmatched socks from women around the world. She then attached precise weights at top or bottom of each and placed them in the Arctic Ocean, near the surface. Then she donned scuba gear and filmed a voyage through the forest of lost socks. A most dreamlike dream.
I do not know if all the materials were biodegradable, or if they were gathered up afterward, or if the artist merely assumed that with all the trash in the oceans of the world, hers would be negligible. But the decision would say a lot about her and her culture.
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