Stacking books as an art form is akin to the likes off blackout poetry, in which one would search out prewritten words to form a completely new text. Since my book collection is fairly small and I lend literature to many people, I dug through the University of Guelph’s library to see what stacks I could make. I found this to be a meaningful exercise when using text with limited resources, digging and the art of “hunting and gathering” should be taught in art school.
There were books which targeted my self-esteem and I made an effort to have both me and the books be insulted directly. Very punk.
I dug into a very intimate part of my being and acknowledged my fear of letting go of things I need or crave.
Good question.
I am Generation Z, but broke Millennial’s are still a sad sight to see.