Abstract
There was a place in my life where I had the time and space to reflect more deeply on the intricacies of home. Here my sense of where I was shifted and stirred, along with my relationship with some of the ‘things’ that made up my home. The washing machine that seemingly existed as a complete, discrete ‘thing’ prior to arriving in my home transgressed into my washing machine. It became, as I describe below, co-produced within my home life – a co-production constituted through a myriad of near and far relationalities. This ‘thing’ lost its place as a machine conveniently located within the kitchen and became places.
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