Since January 2017 I became the happy parent of slime mold. Well, “happy” is how I felt when I took the petri dish that contained — it or them? more on that later — out of the box. Since then, there’s been a lot of mixed feelings: boisterous joys, puzzlement, misunderstandings, flashes of connections to media and communication theories, genuine epiphanies, stress, distress, dejection…

I realized the list of emotions and feelings would lengthen as I explored my ambivalent attempts at domesticating slime mold. The following disordered series of posts all try to account for this. They’re meant to accentuate issues that come up through their cultivation. And they’re also meant to highlight how that cultivation transforms and surprises — never disappoints — ways of thinking and being-with as humans.


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