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Location	western massachusetts, United States
Introduction	i am scott, and this is my little sensory project. i will be blindfolding myself for a period of time everyday, and interacting with various media. over the years, while engaging with corporeal feminist philosophy, i have become convinced that western philosophy, science, art, and even existence has privileged the sense of sight over all other senses. in focusing so much on appearance and looking, we not only dull our other senses, but - i believe - devolve. we become less than human, adhering to simple, boring, easily-identifiable visual categories. when we ignore our other senses, we split our minds from our bodies, we desensitize our bodies, we lose our bodies. this makes things simply less exciting than they could be when we are listening to music or our friends, tasting food or other strange things, smelling flowers, shit, or lovers, touching fabrics, animals, people, ourselves. it makes sexuality less enjoyable. and, i believe, it will one day make us extraordinarily vulnerable in an evolutionary sense. this blog is currently a project for a course i am taking with professor TreaAndrea Russworm. i will be engaging for the next few months mostly with black popular culture.

Location

western massachusetts, United States

Introduction

i am scott, and this is my little sensory project. i will be blindfolding myself for a period of time everyday, and interacting with various media. over the years, while engaging with corporeal feminist philosophy, i have become convinced that western philosophy, science, art, and even existence has privileged the sense of sight over all other senses. in focusing so much on appearance and looking, we not only dull our other senses, but - i believe - devolve. we become less than human, adhering to simple, boring, easily-identifiable visual categories. when we ignore our other senses, we split our minds from our bodies, we desensitize our bodies, we lose our bodies. this makes things simply less exciting than they could be when we are listening to music or our friends, tasting food or other strange things, smelling flowers, shit, or lovers, touching fabrics, animals, people, ourselves. it makes sexuality less enjoyable. and, i believe, it will one day make us extraordinarily vulnerable in an evolutionary sense. this blog is currently a project for a course i am taking with professor TreaAndrea Russworm. i will be engaging for the next few months mostly with black popular culture.