Every Human Being Is an Artist: Joseph Beuys, Social Sculpture, and the Art of Building a Humane AI

Joseph Beuys sits inside a Lower Manhattan gallery cocooned in felt, sharing the space with a wild coyote. He does so for three days. He had flown directly from the airport to the gallery, refusing, on principle, to touch American soil before completing the work, and spent seventy-two hours negotiating a relationship with an animal that could have chosen indifference or violence. Instead, something strange happened: a kind of mutual accommodation. A discussion without a common language. A sculpture made entirely of presence, attention, and time.