Another Sunday, Another Naive Weekly — Observations From The Internet Wilderness.
I’m keeping it short this week. We have been on the road for most of the week and are now hiding from the rain at Ana’s dad. It is beautiful to look at the clouds hanging on the mountain tops.
See you again next Sunday.
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Reader: If you had an empty garden, what would you grow in it?
Kristoffer: In ‘Drive Your Plough Over the Bones of the Dead’, Olga Tokarczuk portraits man’s relationship with nature through a crime story of a Polish border village. It is an isolated village, but every summer city people come to escape their concrete castles and relax. Arriving in nature, the city people immediately start to nurture their gardens: they cut the hedges, mow the lawn and remove the weed.
I would prefer not to be them; enforcing my own interpretation of useful and useless plants. So for one year, I’d try my best to intervene as little as possible and see what growth is already hidden in the empty garden. And only when I have been resting in the colours of spring, summer, fall, and winter, I’d decide on what I’d plant first. Maybe a cherry tree.
Reader: How do you collect your inspiration and thoughts?
Kristoffer: I collect my thoughts on the park lanes of Copenhagen. I don’t know exactly how or where, because it is not like I stop up while walking to hide notes with secret thoughts. But whenever I walk a route I get a vivid memory of what I was thinking about the last time I walked the same steps, often with much more clarity.
Contrary, on the computer I have trouble recalling thoughts. Opening a tab is like entering a new door, whenever I pass through my mind resets. It is even worse on mobile phone, here my memory hardly qualifies as one-dimensional. Digital spaces exist without body and environment, and I find this to damage my memory. With Codename WL I am trying to bring physical memory to the digital space.
Besides this, I collect passages from books in my Muji 5A blank paper notebooks. These are also my containers for meeting notes, drawings, and to-do lists. I dream that Ana and I can find time in the fall to make the second iteration of Buy My Notebook about our transformation from a couple to a family.
This year I also started to collect hyperlinks, digital text snippets, and screenshots on Are.na. It works so well for me that I quickly upgraded my account to paid. Are.na is the first digital archiving tool I use, and the more I use it, the more impressed I am with the quality and width of what other people store on their Are.na accounts. Today, Are.na is my primary place for storing and discovering things online.
Reader: How are you?
Kristoffer: I’m proud, overwhelmed, excited, tired, thankful, insecure, and many other emotions. The last 3-5 five years have been the hardest of my life, but also the happiest and most meaningful. On the worst days, I wish it would be easier; that the sun would always be shining. But for most days I’m starting to accept the full range of emotions without too much judgment and start to find a strange joy in being sad. How are you?
Hi, I’m Kristoffer and you have just read Naive Weekly — Observations from the Internet Wilderness.
Last week this letter was sent to 760 people. Thirtyone are crazy enough to chip in every month/year to support me making time to write. Logo by Studio Hollywood. Print by Luka. Photograph by Ana Santl.