Paper short abstract:

How does a state of crisis render visible that of the work of the anthropologist's gaze, so accustomed to being directed towards far away places, when she cannot leave her home, and not least, when she has to give up attempts to 'leave her own body'?

Paper long abstract:

https://vimeo.com/467768185

'Out of the unreal shadows of the night comes back the real life that we had known. We have to resume it where we had left off, and there steals over us a wild longing that our eyelids might open some morning upon a world that had been refashioned anew in the darkness for our pleasure, a world in which things would have fresh shapes and colours, and be changed, or have other secrets, a world in which the past would have little or no place, or survive, at any rate, in no conscious form of obligation or regret.'

- Oscar Wilde