In 2017 I  traveled to Tokyo to visit friends and to see the city. Before the trip, I read up on the habit of bringing small plushies as travel companions. I brought with me a lump intended for carrying. Its size was manageable and lightweight, and the materials sturdy and easy to care for.

I carried it with me over the course of 14 days, staying mainly within the Tokyo prefecture.

It went everywhere I went and even got lost a few times. I found myself constantly asking my fellow travellers for help: could they hold this, take a photo of that, film me as I carry it in my backpack?

Why is it important to bring this with me, I asked myself. Why do I choose to include these objects? Why do I have to do this every single day?? 

This action blurred the lines between my personal and artistic life. Being forced to consider the object and its interests in whatever situation we found ourselves in, it ultimately altered my presence and experiences of those situations. As with most art objects, it is an object with no real purpose and use-value in every day life. Now has become an object that both stores memories may be present in others memories of events.

Other parts of this project:
Klump goes to Istanbul
Klump goes to Kochi