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‘Max’s Kansas City was an art environment, replete with Art Consciousness and about Art Consciousness. To even walk in Max’s was to be absorbed into the collective Art Self-Conscious Consciousness, either as an object or as collaborator. I didn’t want to be absorbed as a collaborator, because that would mean having my own consciousness co-opted and modified by that of others. It would mean allowing my consciousness to be influenced by their perceptions of art, and exposing my perceptions of art to their consciousness, and I didn’t want that. I have always had a very strong individualistic streak. My solution was to privatize my own consciousness as much as possible, by depriving it of sensory input from that environment; to isolate it from all tactile, aural, and visual feedback. In doing so, I presented myself as a silent, secret, passive object, seemingly ready to be absorbed into their consciousness as an object. But I learned that complete absorption was impossible, because my voluntary objectlike passivity implied aggressive activity and choice, an independent presence confronting the Art-Conscious environment with its autonomy. My objecthood became my subjecthood.’

Adrian Piper, 1970

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Grand Prismatic Spring in Yellowstone National Park, the largest hot spring in the United States.

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