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Have you ever wondered who else might not be at the table?
Have you ever stopped to look around to notice who is at the table? Who has a ‘reserved’ place card on a seat but never showed up? Show brought their own stools? Who warmed the seats for someone else? Who refused to swap seats? Who wanted to swap seats?
The faces in the stories in Plates are often the ‘everyday’ ones. They ones who might have gone unnoticed because we might assume they’ll still be there tomorrow. Or that there’s more of them elsewhere. A little bit like not exploring a neighbouring city or country, because it’s just — and has always been — there. There is no urgency. No novelty.
Perhaps there is where the future-faked self rests. The “tomorrow, tomorrow” mindset.
Some may wait for tomorrow, while others are doing it now.
