Abstract

I want to feel the temporalities I am theorizing and writing about. To feel, explore, be moved through, tugged under by my research subject, to not know where my explorations will take me. How does time appear when I take responsibility for it instead of placing it as and with the Other? Can my temporal research emerge in symbiotic play with other human and non-human entities? In this essay, I will share how a methodological breakdown opened to me a net of ethnographic wo/anderings, dialogical interviews and performative time-laboratories. I do not know where I am headed, but every sensuous memory lies in store, waiting for its time.