I think almost everything can be looked at from an anarchist perspective (or through an anarchist lens?), be it the computer I am writing this on, my dog who is eating a dog biscuit in the next room, the cocktail glasses in the bar where I had a beer after work (the beer I had after work, fuck, work itself). I am wary however of saying that everything relates to anarchy.
Anarchy, as I understand it, is a way of interacting with the world, and a way of understanding the relations between things. It can be helpful when I think, "why do I go to work?" or "why is Donald Trump such a terrible human?" or "why did I feel like I needed a beer after work?" It tells me a story. That story makes sense to me, and it also informs how I choose to engage with work, Donald Trump, and after-work beers.
On the other hand, I look up from the computer I am writing this on at a framed picture of a nun hula hooping, and that doesn't have anything to do with anarchy. Certainly, I might find appreciation for a picture making light of Catholocism, and which shows a woman of the cloth in a religion whose mainstream is virulently anti-woman transgressing her role as a serious devotee of the father, son and holy spook (but really, aren't all the Abrahamic religions anti-woman, really?) That might give me some joy, sure, but mostly I like the composition of the picture. Same with the one of "Mel's Diner" above it. I don't view or relate to those based on an anarchist aesthetic, but based on my own aesthetics. Granted, as an anarchist, that is an anarchist aesthetic, but....
IDK, does any of this make sense?
Post script addition: I think about the awkward crimethinc. propaganda vis a vis Fighting for Our Lives or To Change Everything, and that effort to make anarchy relatable to my normal next door neighbors who have kids in college and degrees and jobs and vote: "Did you ever have a potluck? DING!DING! Anarchy!" "Have you ever jaywalked or driven above the speed limit but stayed safe? Or maybe ignored something your boss told you? RING!RING!RING! You might be an anarchist!"
Don't get me wrong, when Fighting for Our Lives came out over 15 years ago, at a time when North American anarchy was in a different place (and my relationship to it was also different), I was very excited. It was a staple of lit tables I did, and was, to this day, probably one of the most popular things I've ever tried to give away for free. Which is all to say it has(had?) its place, but that to equate everything with anarchy feels like a gross oversimplification or potentially a slipping in to ideology that makes me feel very nervous.