Upon returning to America, I moved into a room that was previously an office, and was full of office supplies including a large box of blank index cards. I began to carry the cards with me everywhere.
I recently decided to digitise these cards and organise them into an archive, so that they could be viewed next to each other (rather than sitting in a vertical stack on my desk) by being generated at random, or organised through metadata tagging of my own categorisation. The archive forms a spine from which my projects develop.
I built a website for the cards and, although it feels uncomfortably personal, I decided to make it publicly accessible. I like the idea of casually displaying (not as a spectacle) something that is not definite, cohesive or coherent in a traditional sense, something that is by nature both repetitive and imperfect, but is not random, as a line can be traced through the fact of my personhood. I also like that it is potentially not very interesting.
These cards were never intended to be seen by other people, so I am also curious if the public nature of this database will make me turn to another mode of secret production and transform the cards into something else, or force me to abandon the cards entirely, even if nobody looks at them.
You may access the full archive at indexcardarchive.com.