Petter Dahlström & Felix Dahlström

Enter Enter
The bloated doorhandels want you here.
Be not alarmed, we can unlock the hush hush inside wooden beings.
The original tool, the earliest instrument of homo sapiens – no, not hands – teeth.
Scraping, scribbling, rasping, scratching.
Our equipment must be maintained.
Keep on gnawing, otherwise they’ll become too long.
It’s a necessity.
Beavers are diligent animals. Toil creates a form, automatic sculpture, tossed aside
and thrown overboard, but not numb.
We just wanted to bite.
Itching teeth - teaching scratches. Chew computing.
Like dam construction and these constelations,
insights are here in sight: this is a site.
We’re just delaying the flows, flows, flows can’t be stopped.
This is a family with different characters. Foremothers and others.
Photographs of old relatives who are not present but still here.
Pondering through materials, processing via manual labor,
thoughts through gnawing, gnawing, is ongoing - going on, going on.
Unearth your keys and beings.
Dig down, to the next layer.

Text: Matti Sumari