BED / BIOLOGICAL CITY / MANIFEST
The drawings emerge in bed.
Before sleep.
The body prepares
for another state.
Between control and dissolution
the line begins.
I think about biological cities.
Why did industrialization begin
in the late 18th century
and expand radically through the 19th century?
Why this direction.
Why machines
against nature.
Why systems
that consume, destroy, divide.
There were other possibilities.
Many paths.
Why were they not chosen.
This work is a contradiction
to that historical decision.
The body becomes landscape.
The landscape becomes body.
Breasts = systems of nourishment
Cactus = survival structure
Store
Protect
Wound
Regenerate
The city is not concrete.
It is organic.
Growing.
Breathing.
Vulnerable.
A biology,
not a machine.
Drawing becomes a counter-movement.
Not representation.
A proposal.
The human is not finished.
It can build itself differently.
Slower.
Closer to nature.
This manifesto is not a suggestion.
It is a switch.
From industrial systems
to biological intelligence.
From control
to connection.
From destruction
to possibility.
