Festival of city drifters, 2025
Speculative design of a fictional festival, performance
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not all presence is human-shaped and our world is just one of many.
Imagine how strange and tender it is to be human in a nonhuman world… Let that feeling soften us.
Pulse...time dissolves,repeats —here, there,not here, not there a slow jellyfish bloomnot asking,not holding ocean unfolds into the citymoon-pulled tides no center, no edge only the traces of currents,the quiet contemplation the faint glow of being front, back, up, down, left, rightthoughts are tentacles
bodies become vessels...pulse not a festival of noise but one with gentlenesssoftness is strengthstillness holds powdercurrents lead the way we are,all made of water 
jellyfish festival parade costume
helium ballons, curling ribbons, chiffon, acrylic
with support from Dunne&Rabyphotos and videos by Kai Qiu, edited by Charlotte Fei