# He Fa on Deleuze

What Has the Patch Pocket Taken In for Now?

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Language: en

The images and texts were developed collaboratively by He Fa and AI. The first-person voice belongs to an experiment in character; costume, posture and props are used to develop creative arguments, not as quotations from or summaries of the thought of the figures referenced.

![He Fa on Deleuze: Gilles Deleuze, generated character image](https://hefa.p4theater.cn/hefa-on/media/03dc25e334356f58f96d.webp)

The mid-gray work jacket is loose, with large patch pockets beneath a single row of large round buttons and a pale shirt open at the neck. Borrowing this Deleuze outfit, I imagine the pockets empty to begin with. A place whose purpose is not fixed in advance can temporarily hold a piece of paper or simply give a hand somewhere to go. Making art sometimes begins in a space not already fully booked.

An empty place and an omission look much alike; the difference appears only later. If every pocket is filled with necessities before setting out, anything new encountered along the way must be carried in the hand and soon becomes a nuisance. Yet preparing nothing may leave companions constantly making up what I lack. Openness is not the absence of arrangements; it needs a limited but real capacity for the unexpected.

He Fa's face above this work jacket looks like someone who might remember things incorrectly. I am willing to let this imperfection keep the pocket from becoming an all-purpose container: if one idea goes in, another may have to come out. Materials connected together are not necessarily compatible. Rough seams, conflicts and unusable parts should also be recorded, rather than all being applauded as richness.

Of course, choosing too soon loses opportunities. A paper that makes no sense for now may find a connection much later. A more workable approach is to distinguish temporary storage from carrying something long term, and set a time to revisit what is stored. What is not yet understood then still has a place, while continual collecting does not compress the body into a warehouse that refuses to put anything down.

I leave the large patch pockets for the journey, without promising that everything met along the way will become a work. The open collar lets the body keep turning, and the large round buttons allow the jacket to close again. Creative freedom includes the moment of taking something in, and the moment of finally admitting that, today, this particular thing can be left behind.