Neglect

Dear Yvonne


The first day or two was easy. Having the blob nearby, to be with and to think about being with, was novel. But then other parts of my life took over, the other humans and non-humans who have agency in my doings and goings. So the blob lay neglected for a few days. By now, the blob was lying in a doll's cot in M's bedroom. She did not pay it much attention either. I thought I had a picture of this but it appears not.

Then, I decided that I ought - note the ought - to move the blob to the living room so that it would be more visible in our day to day life. Why I thought this was the right room is not clear since I probably spend more time going in and out of M's room. But perhaps I had the idea that sitting the blob - like a guest (again) - on the sofa that would draw my attention to it.

Later I noticed that P and M were talking about the blob, again calling it "Baby". M offered to give it her milk so this is what the photo shows, a staged photograph of a guest object being offered a gift.