#grant cohen kin

[wally-friggin-franks]

hi! if ya already follow me, you already know this. but since theres only one of ya, i think ill be alright.

my name's wally franks. i'm lookin for a few of my buddies; namely shawn, one of my best friends... as well as susie, allison, and grant.

if ya know anyone who might be from my memoryset, please send em my way. we already got mr stein and norman, and me ofc, so y'know.. the whole uh, doubles please dni thing applies here, though im sure you're lovely people!

some stuff from my memoryset below the cut in case you think ya might be from it!

norman and henry were dating, i was the only janitor, uh,,, shawn and i got into a LOT of shenanigans. my favorite one was making sandwiches in the dark with him. we were in the break room, it was the middle of the night, yknow how it goes fhhebf

grant was just. on the verge of killin people i think. he was really cool though! probably a flavor of agender, now that i think about it. had black hair, glasses, was just really tired. around 5'11. as norman described ya, im not too good with remembering how anybody looked

susie and allison were like,, the lovey dovey pair in the studio, i remember. they were really sweet to each other after forming a mutual hatred for sammy and mr drew (for not saying anything abt the voice acting thing) and just. they were awesome. norman says that susie was trans (and she was awesome, probably a big role model of mine) and liked to cause innocent mischief. allison was good at bakin!

and i guess me n thomas was a thing but thats not important cos we wont see him again, probably

[norman-heckin-polk]

hiya, norman 'ere, it/its pronouns. nice t' meet ya.

quick note, doubles please don' interact. y' make me damn uncomfortable. nothin' 'gainst y' personally, 'm jus' not good wi' doubles.

i also aint interested in talkin' to mister drew 'r mister piedmont, thomas connor, 'n especially not lawrence. so if yer an irl or kin or fictive o' any o' 'em, please don' interact. 'm sure yer wonderful people, but i aint interested.

m' friends wally franks (he/they) an' audrey drew (she/he) @wally-friggin-franks, shawn flynn (any pronouns, she/her pref), susie campbell (she/they), grant cohen (they/them), 'n m' husband henry stein (he/him)

'n quick note, 'm a system, grant, susie, shawn, stein, 'n i are fictives. the other 4 might post here occasionally.

thanks fer stoppin' by.

#the projection booth -> answerin' asks, if i get any.

#torn film -> vents, feel free t' block 'at.

#reel repairs -> memories i feel like sharin'.

#flickering lenses -> my original posts.

#projected film -> things ive reblogged.

#from th' page t' th' screen -> posts where 'm gettin' a bit mushy 'bout stein.

#my biggest inspiration -> posts where steins gettin' a bit mushy 'bout me.

#sketches and rambles -> steins talkin' tag.

#sketch references -> things stein reblogged.

#the key frames -> mems stein has posted.

#ask the animator! -> stein answering asks.

#angelic musings -> susies talkin' tag.

#cartoon gospel -> things susie reblogged.

#i just had a great idea -> shawns talkin' tag.

#do ye think i could reach that? -> things shawn reblogged.

#sharp tools... -> shawns vent tag.

#sawdust in the dolls -> memories shawn posted.

#crooked answers -> shawn answering asks.

#accounting troubles -> grants talkin' tag.

#how do i file taxes? -> grant answering asks.

#ink-stained checkbook -> memories grant posted.

[fictionkinfessional]

okay honesty i don’t rly trust the og kinfessions blog w the queue speed so i’m just gonna do this here too weekly reminder from cohen and lawrence that joey drew does Not have any rights [02/09] and #kinnyworm if y’all do custom tags

OP I am so sorry, I’m a dumb American and I thought you meant February 

-Kerrigan

[dialup-kin-help]

(Same Grant anon)

Oh I dearly apologize for that, although I do have certain details from my canon that i picked up on, you don't need to answer this one if it doesn't help much btw :)

I do think I was snarky, self-centered, and mischievous, and I really really liked soft stuff and brown vests, I was obsessed with birds, and I read books a lot. I am pretty sure I fit the dark academia vibe if that's helps too. Ofc ofc, I was still an accountant. I only remember my time being around the 1940s. Again, if this doesn't help feel free to just delete it :)

its okay!! you had no way to know how much info we have, and this is very helpful, thank you!!!

quinn

elias

arthur

percival

ulysses

preston

[kinfinders]

Hi there! My name is Grant Cohen from Bendy and the Ink Machine and I'm looking for Shawn Flynn and pretty much anyone else! Shawn and I would hang out a lot, both in and outside of work! Interact with this or pm me for more details, no one over 20 please!

.

[kinhelping]

(For a canon call?) Hi there! My name is Grant Cohen from Bendy and the Ink Machine and I'm looking for Shawn Flynn and pretty much anyone else! Shawn and I would hang out a lot, both in and outside of work! Interact with this or pm me for more details, no one over 20 please!

@the-blueish-trashcan

[canonhollers]

Hi there! My name is Grant Cohen from Bendy and the Ink Machine and I'm looking for Shawn Flynn and pretty much anyone else! Shawn and I would hang out a lot, both in and outside of work! Interact with this or pm me for more details, no one over 20 please!

!!

[batimkincord]

Sheep, sheep~

Hiya! We’re Joey Drew Studios, a 16+ BATIM kin discord! We’re double friendly and accept all kins and fictives, including non-canon animators, toons and ink monsters! Our goal is to create a safe environment for batim kin to meet and chill, and maybe find their canonmates!

Rules: https://batimkincord.tumblr.com/rules

Application Form: https://batimkincord.tumblr.com/app

If you have any questions, feel free to send them to our ask box! Hope to see ya soon, my little sheep!

[borkha]

I think i have a problem.

I kin Grant Cohen, Freddy Riley and Felix Kranken

[adobe-outdesign]

AU where Joey and his screwed up employees like Susie, Grant, Thomas, and Sammy see a therapist and actually listen to them and at least attempt to become better-adjusted people.

I like how Sammy is included with Grant “Depression” Cohen, Thomas “guilt-ridden PTSD” Connor, and Susie “Kinning too hard with a cartoon character” Campbell because he’s a mild asshole

[wally-friggin-franks]

my name is wally, and i use he/they! this is NOT a roleplay blog, this is my DA blog, either for writin' about stuff i remember or tryin' to just,, i dunno, look for my sourcemates? specifically those from my memoryset!

doubles, while i love ya to death, please don't interact! it makes me spiral a bit but know i love youse guys!! n' i hope ya find your sourcemates from your own memoryset!!

and i'm really sorry to all youse joey, sammy, thomas, n' bertrum kins, but i'd rather not have ta talk to them again, sorry! i'm sure you're all very lovely people though

so far we've found norman polk (it/its), henry stein (he/him), susie campbell (she/they), shawn flynn (any prns, she/her pref.), jack fain(they/them), grant cohen(they/them), and audrey drew(she/he).

norman has henry stein, susie campbell, shawn flynn, and grant cohen fictives! henry is co-concious most of the time, susie is pretty friggin cool, shawn likes stealing my hat(/aff), and grant is real chill.

as it turns out, audrey is a fictive of mine. i hope she'll feel comfy enough to post here if he wants to bfjrvfj

we're really hopin' to find lacie and allison!! anyone else (thats not the dni peeps or doubles) is cool to meet too!!

thanks fer readin', now i'm outta here!

tags n' stuff!

(wallys tags):

《role call!》- calling for my sourcemate buddies! i miss youse guys :(

《remember that time?》-talkin' about memories! i'll probably use this one a lot

《where are my keys?》- just general talkin tag. took me way too long t' add this lol

《janitor's jumbles》- answerin' asks tag! feel free to send whatever!

《drawin' with a broomstick》- might even post some art of mine here! depends fhebfh

《cleanin' the depths》- venting tag, feel free to block if ya don't wanna see that! i wont mind :)

(audrey's tags):

>time for a little adventure.- audrey's talking tag.

>born of the same ink- posts that remind audrey of/are about her brother, bendy.

[realm-sweet-realm]

Secrets and Lies, chapter 4

This is a Death and Taxes fic. It takes the typical, predator-prey dynamic that one often sees in one-offs and tells a story with it. It’s going to be the edgiest thing I’ve written thusfar, so buckle up.

Thanks to the people who encouraged me to write this. I wasn’t sure it was a concept worth writing.

Since Grant had become Joey’s confidant, Joey had felt every suspicious eye that landed on him. There had always been suspicion towards him, of course- after all, he was having ink pipes installed around every corner of the building for no apparent reason and demanding ritual items from people’s workplaces- but he’d never been so hyperaware of them. He was growing quite sure that it wasn’t just his paranoia- those eyes really were multiplying. Moreover, Joey had been feeling Norman’s eyes on him more than usual lately- and not with the detached curiosity they used to hold. Norman wasn’t generally the most expressive person, but as of late Joey could just feel the hatred and disgust coming off of him like smoke. Using Grant- a person he ultimately knew little about in terms of character- as a listening ear had been a downright stupid mistake. At first Joey ignored his suspicion that Grant had leaked his secrets, as it probably was just a suspicion, but eventually it got the better of him, and he decided to do some interrogation.

The first thing Joey did was to ask around Accounting and Finances about anyone Grant had been spending an abnormal amount of time with. Apparently, he’d befriended their treasurer recently. He went to Toby’s office immediately. Toby looked up from his work, surprised. “Hello, Mr. Drew. What can I help you with?”

Joey sat down across from Toby and leaned over his desk. “I just want to talk. So, you’ve been hanging out with Grant Cohen lately?”

Toby was visibly nervous. “Yes?”

“Allow me to direct. He hasn’t been spreading rumours about me, has he?”

Toby’s eyes went wider. He was a terrible liar even before he opened his mouth. “No, sir.”

“If I catch you in a lie, you’re fired and I’ll out you to your next of kin. Does that change your answer?”

“Well, I didn’t lie. He hasn’t spread rumours about you, but… I do know some things. I know you hurt him. So I’ve been checking in on him, and that’s all that’s happened between us. But he hasn’t said anything - I don’t even know what exactly you’re doing to him. Honest.”

Joey’s eyes narrowed: a final attempt to intimidate extra words out of him. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Fine.” With that, Joey got up and left.

What would he do next? He definitely didn’t want to interrogate Norman- not alone at least. And no matter what, he’d have to interrogate Grant eventually to find out who knew what- that seemed like a logical next step. Anyone Grant mentioned would also need to be interrogated and killed, and of course, Grant himself had to be disposed of. This had all gotten wildly out of hand.

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This was supposed to be Grant’s last day working at Joey Drew Studios. He had landed a job elsewhere. Of course, there would be no two week’s notice or conspicuously cleaning out his office- just carrying out anything of his that he could fit in his briefcase and abandoning the rest along with his post. Not the greatest plan, but whatever the long-term consequences were, he would handle them as they came- and there was no way in hell that he was telling Joey he was quitting. He feared Joey’s anger far too much for that. It seemed like nothing could go wrong until Joey knocked on his door. After letting Joey in and locking the door, Grant got onto his knees and started taking off his clothes. He knew the drill, and he was beyond even avoiding eye contact at this point, instead looking at Joey with dead eyes that said, we both know that neither of us is going to enjoy this. Maybe this time Joey would get bored and leave before hurting him too badly.

That was the really sad and pathetic part, and both of them understood it. Joey wasn’t even enjoying this aspect of their relationship anymore. He used to enjoy the panic in Grant’s eyes, his nervous smiles and his attempts to talk Joey down so he’d be somewhat gentler. That had been fun. As of late, there had been nothing of the sort: Grant was utterly resigned to letting Joey have his way. It was about as much fun as fucking a mannequin. A mannequin that was invariably crying and in pain by the time you were done, and who you had to see the next day at work, trying to hide the damage you’ve caused them- something that added nothing to the mood. Joey had kept doing this in hopes that that was temporary and soon he’d be having fun like they were in the beginning, but he was losing hope in that, too. Joey was never going to use anyone else like this again, now that he knew how quickly it became so joyless.

But that wasn’t Joey’s intention today. “Hey. Get up. I’m not here for that,” he said in a very gentle tone of voice.

Grant obeyed. Joey must have been there for work-related reasons.

As soon as Grant was up and dressed, Joey took his hand in both of his. “I know a lot has happened between us, and I'm sorry if I ever made you think you deserved any of that. You didn’t. I was having trouble coming to terms with my feelings for you, and I took it out on you in the worst way possible. What would you say if we try and have something genuine, and I start treating you like a human being? How would you like that?”

That was the Joey Grant had known in the beginning- the charming, gentle man with the gorgeous blue eyes that he’d fallen in lust with.

He would have had an easier time seducing a brick.

Still, no matter what, Grant only had to get through this final encounter and he was free. If this was a trick, he’d endure it. If Joey was serious (as laughable as the thought was), all the better- Grant could do with one less instance of rape.

“I- sure, Joey. I forgive you. You won’t hurt me anymore?”

Joey smiled gently. “Never again. I promise. But I also nee to trust you. Everything I told you- did you tell anyone else?”

“No. Not a word.”

“Oh? Toby told me that he knows about us.”

“Yes... he knows that something is going on and has a vague sense that it isn’t good. But nothing about what you’ve told me.”

“And Norman? He seems suspicious of me lately.” Cracks were showing in Joey’s gentle facade.

Grant carefully held Joey’s gaze. “I never spoke a word to him. He is rather perceptive- maybe he picked it up somehow. It could be from something as small as my reaction to your name.”

Joey paused a moment. “Okay.” He seemed almost disappointed. “I have a surprise for you. Come on. And let’s keep holding hands.”

“Out where people can see us?”

“Let them. If they hassle us, I’ll fire them.”

“Joey, I don’t want a reputation as a homosexual. I want people to be able to trust me, and my family to respect me. That’s more important to me than this.”

“Shh... I know a lot of people who won’t care. My family doesn’t. You shouldn’t have to live a lie for anyone.” Grant dropped the subject. With the pictures coming out the next day, bringing it up at all had been rather pointless.

Joey led the way towards the elevator. They passed by Thomas, who looked at them with pity and concern before returning his attention to the ink pipe he was putting in. Alarm bells rang in Grant’s head. Joey had always talked about Thomas as one of the complicit few. He muttered something about having a meeting and tried to pull away, but Joey tightened his grip on his hand. They were fifteen feet away from the elevator and Joey had to pull Grant every inch of it, dragging him with both hands as Thomas watched, wishing he could intervene. Joey finally pulled him in, shut the bars, and hit the button for the very basement.

That was the final nail in the coffin. In all of Joey’s rambling sessions, he’d always talked about the basement. That was where all of his rituals happened. All of what Joey had said about the Satanic rituals had been the truth. The passing floors soon gave way to metal walls as the elevator descended. The basement had to be a long way down. Joey finally let go of Grant’s hand and lunged at him. In a split second, Grant had landed a hook punch to Joey’s jaw, knocking him off balance. Joey took a second lunge and this time Grant wasn’t fast enough to stop him. Joey pounded Grant’s head against the metal wall repeatedly. It was impossible to get out of Joey’s grip- he was just too much bigger and stronger. A bump in the elevator ride forced Joey’s grip off of him long enough for him to pull away. Joey lunged for him again, but Grant got out of his way, and Joey rammed headfirst into the metal wall. Grant got in quickly with another punch to the jaw. Joey collapsed, probably primarily from the wall.

The elevator hit the ground, but there was still nowhere to run, given that the only exit was a locked metal door. For a moment, Grant just stood there, catching his breath and attempting to come down from panic. It occurred to him that Joey could wake up at any second. Praying for thirty seconds’ time, Grant rifled through Joey’s pockets for keys- if he could find them and unlock the door, and if he was physically capable of dragging Joey’s body in there so he could leave it there and make it out, and if Joey didn’t wake up-

Joey’s grip tightened around Grant’s ankle. Joey got up, and pulled Grant to the ground. The last thing Grant heard before going unconscious was the sound of his skull cracking before from Joey slamming it into one of the elevator’s metal bars.

Joey panted from the exertion and adrenaline. This could only have been described as a disaster, he thought as he unlocked and opened the door, picked up Grant’s body, and carefully locked it into one of the iron cages he’d used to house ink creatures. Then, he retired to another room within the basement- his private sanctuary. He needed to put on some music and cool down. Joey would take care of Grant later- he hadn’t felt a pulse or breathing, but he hadn’t checked. For now it didn’t matter, since he’d never done a sacrifice during the day and he wasn’t about to start now, as there was no sink in the basement with which to wash off the blood. That had been a major oversight of his. But, he’d been full of oversights, lately- like attempting to wrestle Grant into submission in a moving elevator. He never thought that such a small man would put up such a fight. And then there was Norman to contend with- surely Grant’s disappearance would only raise his already dangerous levels of suspicion. How the hell was he going to kill someone so strong and clever? And that was assuming that Grant hadn’t been lied about no one else knowing. Being a murderer was stressful.

It times like these that Joey really wished he still had Henry. Someone to tell him no, and give him advice like “maybe put a sink in the basement so you can wash off the blood of your sacrifices.” Someone who wanted to listen, wanted to be near him, wanted his body, instead of having that forced upon him. Joey thought that having complete control over a person would be fulfilling, but in effect it had only left him feeling emptier than ever. That was the saddest part, wasn’t it? All this trouble for something so worthless.

[the-blueish-trashcan]

So given that the studio members all have some weird memory loss in certain spots, does that affect your kins at all?

It really just depends, ngl... Sometimes the ones that did have memory issues remember things in this life that they didn't fully remember then, but not a lot of them actually did have memory issues? I think my best example for this is Grant Cohen. He... well, he got turned into an ink monster in my life as him (my "canon") and as a result, he couldn't really remember anything from when he was a human. But because I'm here now, in this life with a clear idea of what happened, he remembers a lot of his life. Another example, even though he isn't from batim, may be Link. I'm the one from Breath of the Wild, where it's literally your goal to regain lost memories. This sort of messed with memories I have now; a lot of them are still missing and I don't think I can get them back because /he/ lost them and couldn't get them back. So it really just depends on the kin, I think

[cozylittleartblog]

edit october 29th 2018 - added allison pendle, the last character i’ll be adding to my AU’s main lineup ^ _ ^

Edit, May 1st 2018 - Added Lacie Benton, tweaked some colors and designs. Why's Lacie a girl in my AU? See this post.

edit, jan 26th 2018 - added Grant Cohen (finally...)

edit, nov 3rd 2017 - added Thomas Connor

edit, oct 8th 2017 - added shawn flynn, updated some designs and made bendy Way Shorter. also added color keys, finally.

edit, july 17th 2017 -  added Norman, adjusted some character heights/height markers

hey please don't repost this anywhere else i've put a lot of hours and hard work into it and that's really disrespectful, thanks

also - please don’t use these designs for your own AU. you can draw fanart, yes absolutely i love fanart, but these designs mine and exclusive to my ask blog and its associated AU.

so here’s a lineup of my takes on the humans and toons from BATIM. characters are missing because either i couldn't design them to my standards or their canon roles conflict with my AU in ways I can't do anything about xD so, this is the final version. threw in a background too cuz Why Not~

wally loses his keys and accidentally hits norman with them in 3... 2...

streamed on my twitch!

✮ Please don’t tag as kin/me - Please DO NOT use/edit/repost to other websites - Please don’t remove caption - Reblogs VERY much appreciated! <3 - Buy me a coffee? - Commissions open!✮

(...higher-res color keys under the cut, for anyone that needs ‘em! ;P)

[maxmollon]

Another look at the anthropocene. Anna-Sophie Springer’s K! publishing project & Nicolas Nova’s Synthetic Imaginaries project

In this post I’ll juxtapose two recent projects I came across from Anna-Sophie Springer and Nicolas Nova.

K. Verlag | Publishing | Berlin Land & Animal & Nonanimal

Land & Animal & Nonanimal turns the attention from the built space of cultural repositories to the postnatural landscapes of planet Earth. 

“… is an ensemble which contends that the meaning of the Anthropocene is less a geological re-formation than it is trans-formation of both land and animal; once exposed to some of the parameters defining this transition, the reader-as-exhibition-viewer may begin to discern erratic rhythms generated by the creatures of nonconformity that inhabit, with their violence, struggles, and love the vast, machinic reality called Earth.”

K. Verlag was co-founded as an independent publishing imprint and curatorial-editorial platform by curator and editor Anna-Sophie Springer and artist Charles Stankievech in 2011; K. operates as a machine to research the “book-as-exhibition.” K.’s publishing and curating produces new geographical and physical encounters, develops intercultural approaches to historical archives, and advances hybrid methodologies to explore contemporary issues.

On Anna-Sophie personal website can also be found her ongoing PhD research: http://annasophiespringer.net/

My practice-based Ph.D. at the Centre for Research Architecture at Goldsmiths, University of London, Species of Exchange  –  Investments in Nature,, investigates the changing modes of investment in tropical nature. I demonstrate how the zoological and botanical scientific objects offer the researcher and curator an under-examined archive for tracing the complex geopolitical legacies of environmental and colonial violence and their attendant visual economies. My research links colonial practices of “collecting” to current strategies for “banking” nature; nineteenth century European specimen collections are thus read as precursors to contemporary primary rainforest investment zones. I also consider practices of forest modification from the invention of Prussian forest management in the eighteenth century to contemporary mono-cultural plantations of oil palm in Indonesia. My analysis of colonial scientific practices of specimen collecting and forest modification in Nusantara provides the historical basis against which I investigate contemporary modes of investing in nature through “species banking” and “forest financialisation.” My Ph.D. will be realized as a doctoral dissertation and three attendant exhibitions in German natural history museums.

For a longer description of my research project please download my Précis (latest update May 2017).

My doctoral research is supported by a CHASE Doctoral Training Partnership (tuition grant) from the Arts and Humanities Research Council (AHRC).

Imaginaires synthétiques | Nicolas Nova (pasta and vinegar

A bestiaire of techno-society relationship’s traces 

According to Nicolas’s blog:

“it's been more than 10 years that I started compiling cases of design/art work such as the "pigeon blog" (Beatriz da Costa), or James Auger's "Augmented Animals". In addition, my interest in design fiction/speculative design/new media art has also led me to observe with great curiosity recent projects about synthetic biology,  genetically-engineered creatures.”

[…]

“my fascination towards such cases of interactions between machine and "living beings" have slowly changed. What was at first an interest towards the objectification of non-humans led me to a more thorough questioning of the classic nature/culture divide, and the current ecological crisis”

[…]

perhaps it's Donna Haraway's latest book about the Anthropocene that got me back to such matter. Using da Costa's example – among other cases  – she discusses the need for “Science art worlding for living on a damaged planet”. I understand this mysterious phrase as a call for investigating and crafting, through art and art/science collaboration, stories to "stay with the trouble" 

[…]

Why stories? She basically describes the following reasons:

"Each time a story […] introduces me to new knowledge, a muscle critical for caring about flourishing gets some aerobic exercise. Such exercise enhances collective thinking and movement in complexity […] I get a bit straighter that ‘staying with the trouble of complex worlding’ is the name of the game of living and dying well together on terra, in Terrapolis." (Haraway, 2016, p.29)

"Ursula Le Guin taught me the carrier bag theory of storytelling and of natural-cultural history. Her theories, her stories, are capacious bags for collecting, carrying, and telling the stuff of living. (...) Nonetheless, no adventurer should leave home without a sack." (Haraway, 2016, p. 41-42)

"As Jim Clifford taught me, we need stories (and theories) that are just big enough to gather up the complexities and keep the edges open and greedy for surprising new and old connections." (Haraway, 2016, p.101)

The different projects she discusses in the third chapter of her book can be seen as stories that try to achieve such goals. They reveal how artists, designers and scientists explore • (a) the fact that the big divide between nature and culture (or technology) is problematic... • (b) that their work – and their ways of doing things – can overcome such opposition, and • (c) eventually reveal new imaginaries of a future in the making. New visions of the future that maybe offer a sort of counter-narrative to the discours around "progress" and "innovation" that we always hear about these day.

[…]  they reminded me of Timothy Morton's notion of "Dark Ecology":"What is dark ecology? It is ecological awareness, dark-depressing. […] is also becoming accustomed to strangeness that doesn’t become less strange through acclimation." (Morton, 2016, p. 5)

[…]

[I found] relevant to find a way to map such territories.

The very fact that it's all about animals, and sometimes plants, fungi and geological elements mixed with technological/synthetic matter reminded me of bestiaries of the Middle Ages.

[…]

What kind of creatures one will find in there? Well, there's plenty beyond Eduardo Kac's rabbit, but here are some examples to be shown in my talk at Jeu de Paume :

Acoustic Botany by David Benqué (plants)

Algaculture by Michael Burton & Michiko Nitta (algae)

Augmented Animals by James Auger (rats, pigeons, dogs)

Biophilia by Veronica Ranner (silk worm)

Danger, Squirel Nutkin! by Ian Ingram (squirel)

Fungi Mutarium by Livin Studio (fungus)

Growth Assembly by Alexandra Daisy Ginsberg and Sascha Pohflepp (plant)

Keep Alive by Aram Bartholl (rock)

Muskaria by Vanesa Lorenzo and Hackhuarium (moss)

Pigeon blog by Beatriz da Costa (pigeon)

Pigeon d'Or by Revital Cohen and Tuur van Balen (pigeon)

Bibliography

Haraway, D. (2016). Staying with the trouble, Making Kin in the Chthulucene, Durham: Duke University Press.

Morton, T. (2016). Dark Ecology, For a Logic of Future Coexistence. NYC: Columbia University Press.

[sourcecalls]

Hi there! My name is Grant Cohen from Bendy and the Ink Machine and I'm looking for Shawn Flynn and pretty much anyone else! Shawn and I would hang out a lot, both in and outside of work! Interact with this or pm me for more details, no one over 20 please!

!!!