The Tactics of Formlessness

By Edith Brunette
Accompanying text for the exhibition Drawn Scores by the artist Mügluck, presented at Skol (Montréal)

“The scream is the inevitable piercing of our world the moment we notice the insect in our hands. The moment we become aware of its presence, and its unwillingness to leave, despite our frantic attempts to make it disappear. The unveiled horror of the insect we did not see, and that stays there. Perhaps we need to work with it, to love it. Because the insect is not a monstrous enemy: it is our awareness of the enemy’s presence. It is a sign of the generalized chaos in which we live. Crushing it wouldn’t solve anything; we will always be at the centre of the same catastrophe, with the corpse of our awakening crushed at our feet.”