We came to know where to wear our phones. Phones became jewellery for the palm, permanently pouched there, ready at any point to lifted to the eye or ear.
Masks were different. They offered none of the phone gratification. They were required to be attached to the body at all times though, but where and how?
Masks had the ability to become ornamental, decorated and decorative, but the uglier mass produced blue ones were easier to breathe through and were ultimately more embraced.
Blue for the outside apparently, we all agreed, was the go. Blue provided more protection, more naturally repelled the virus even if the white looked better.
The mask was too like a hanky or a tissue to live in the pocket. The fingers are clever but not that clever they can differentiate fabrics quickly.
The issue of where to wear the mask has only just begun. A few weeks provides enough time for behaviour to change alongside the virus’ whims.
The photo shows the latest innovation with masks worn on the inner wrist, the outer wrist and the arm.
Where and how masks are carried is not necessarily discussed. More pressing issues are reserved for discussion. It’s a private matter, an intimate one.
It’s in the zeitgeist though, the algorithmic collective unconscious is hard at work.