We are not in control of dust, but it was once part of us, our skin, clothing and furniture. It accumulates, proliferates, clusters and moves. It is not at all clear when or how a mote becomes a fleck or a bunny. Or how a cloud settles to become a coat. The accretion of particles, lint and hair happens in plain sight but is rarely noticed. Dust has an uncontrollable, pervasive quality. Like the uncanny, efforts to control and define it produce insecurity and uncertainty.