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slips, trips, and falls

 

slips, trips, and falls

Globes, at one time, were everywhere. Then, they kept changing. Especially in Africa but also everywhere. Names, boundaries, the "natural order" of the planet kept changing as we kept spinning.

It's easy to believe that things are stable, durable, resilient. Instead, motion is the natural order. But, you knew that, didn't you? When was the last time that you saw a globe?


slips, trips, and falls - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1996

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