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“Love is blind,” the saying goes, but it’s not gonna help anything. Love in this world is about who you can see.

A blind love would have disastrous consequences in this world. A blind love would mean people would have to consider their everyday actions, and how they affect those who they cannot see. A blind love would mean we don’t compete over resources, but work together & build a system that utilizes and distributes them equally among all.

A blind love would mean nobody would buy the shirt sewn by a slave in Indonesia or an iPhone assembled by a child in China; a blind love would mean those conditions don’t exist to begin with. A blind love wouldn’t let food or buildings go to waste while people starve and sleep on the street. A blind love wouldn’t have borders, much less children in cages away from their families at them. A blind love wouldn’t survive in America.

We are told love is blind, but we are shown only the opposite. At the end of the day, even the preacher lines up with a bucket to pass, and that bucket has consequences. That bucket is a consequence.

Scarcity, inequality. Destitution. These are the results of the people who believe humans are here to create a greeting card industry for Valentine’s Day to sell you a card that says Love is Blind instead of practicing love for their neighbor.

There is no such thing as an industry of love. No company cares, no brand feels. But they all reinforce this warped, inverted idea of love that begins with what the individual desires and composes a facade of the world around from that, a full-on spectacle meant to completely distract from the fact its general infrastructure and operation in the world is built in the misery of so many—but we can’t see them, and what else is there to life?

I have such a struggle with living in the United States because so many actions we take as individuals, on a daily basis, require the pain of someone somewhere else. There is no ethical consumption under capitalism, which means the very idea of living with love in your heart for the world at large comes with an unending anxiety. We wonder about mental health in this country, and it’s because we’re built to love one another and we’re living in a state built to divide us and see one another only as the competition, not to be cared for.

“Individual responsibility,” and how that economic concept has come to just completely ruin our ideas of relationships, social groups and the possibilities of human collaboration … there’s just been nothing more destructive to the potential of love than the United States of America.

Briefly

Colin Smith is an interdisciplinary artist & art director living & working in Los Angeles. His assembly-based work focuses on human nature and its relationship to media, language, time, and systems of control.

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