Author: morena

Chaos Magic

And than it is 3:58 am in Hong Kong. Reading about Psycho Geography for my work with Allison I found this thing. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_magic
I still don’t understand. Even the green tea Kit Kat is not helping. I think on Sting singing Message in a Bottle.

Just a cast away an island lost at sea-o

HOng Kong. I am not lost in this see.
I am neon color, high, high buildings, loud laugh, Winnie, I am those streets a bit brazil a bit new york. I am being push by the gaps I find in my expectation of this place.
Curiosity. I speak with the cashier from the night market.
Karen and all the trees growing from the concrete. No order.

I stopped to search for known words, old words, in my vocabulary to explain the new. Yes, the other, the new, that I eat, that I feel, that I digest in a search for new words, experiences. To expand.

Walked out this morning I don’t believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I’m not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways looking for a home

I am not alone, I don’t feel alone. I sent my bottles, and magic… they, they got it.

THE BOOM

Dear Allison,

Here I am imagining the imaginary of how imagination works.

In order to imagine Hong Kong, I am asking myself, or I am trying to understand, what does it mean Imagination at all.

Instead of thinking that there is a World inside of me, I would like to understand it as a dictionary. A full range of feelings, emotions, city benches, ice-cream taste, blue skies, soft beds, my mothers perfume and and and… I can Imagine Michael Jackson dancing Moonwalker, well I saw him doing that, as I saw a video from the man landing on the moon.

It belongs to me, this huge dictionary of life, life that I lived 36 years long.

I feel this dictionary as an archive. There is no beginning or an end.. And Order??? Is there an order in the imagination?

Can I call it order the first thing that comes to my head?

The closest, the faster, the fresher?

There should be for sure on facebook one of these sentences.. The more I see, the more I am.

Or.. the more I live the more I am…

If that’s true, my imagination is build from my experiences.

There is an outside world, than something like a border.. the skin, the soul… and than an infinite me. Ohh…. are the captions / awareness / perceptions of thing infinite?

Is memory infinite?

To think that „my inside“ could be an archive or a huge black hole is… nice.

Things, places or situations are not only things, places or situations. They are perception (the inputs from the outside world) plus history (my inside).

So, can I say that MY reality is the coalition between my outside and my inside?

Ha! How should I call this moment.. Coalition, shock, instant, realization, boom?

So, now, I understand. I understand it better what I am doing here, my dearest Allison.

 

Reflection Locations, might be hunt for this BOOM.

 

 

Team Allison & Morena

TAXI DRIVER

When you go to a new place, there is an expectation about the extraordinary. There are expectations about the new. If the new is ordinary, how are we dealing with our expectations?

The project is about the interactions between the cities, the taxi drivers and a fictional character. To decrease expectations about the new, but let the way guide us through the new. Is not about creating a new location, but giving yourself to discover a new place throught a third person. in this case, the Taxi Driver.

It aims to create a situation where destination is not anymore important in a taxi. It shows the portrait of a city through a taxi driver’s point of view, in Hong Kong and in Zurich, in which we will see the differences. We want to capture things that can be unexpected or ordinary. How different are the places they want to go? How will the process differ?

Through this project, we will explore the diversity and similarity of the cities not only through the taxi but being guided by the taxi drivers. Who are they, where they come from, what kind of stories do they tell us about the locations and about themselves.

Assignemnt 3 Morena

Thinking about REFLECTING LOCATIONS I ask myself about the meaning of PRESENTATION, REPRESENTATION, REINTERPRETATION. How do I „create“, explore, feel the sense of place. What it means to build an Archive of typicalness. That very fast come in my mind and ARCHIVE OF ABSURDITY. Am I a colonization traveler? Am I an explorer in my own city? Am I part of the sistem? Is all connect? Or am I a stranger?

I ask myself where is the connecting spaces? If not in plural, but the connecting spaces is a space. INTERNET. A place that connect the both cities but has no borders.

Maybe the City is a viewer, an imput, the internet the place, the other City the output..

Furthermore, I am thinking on souvenir. On Archival. How do you archive a city?

What are the tipical, what are the stories to tell.

I could imagine to develope City sculptures. Like artefacts. Like souvenirs, like storyteller.

 

Interaction. I am open. To create something new? Is about any location? Or is about Zh and HK?

I am fascinated by the 3d Programs in internet like 123D Catch. Create objects, a 3D object, that exist on internet, and everyone can print all over the world.

 

Those “sculptures” don’t really need to be only physical.. it could be sound, smells, lights…

2nd Assignment Morena Buser

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GRAY

 

While working in the color darkroom, I started to think about Zurich, my relationship with this city and what could I present to you.

 

There, the assignment was how to do from a color negative a black and white print.

Well, to the ones who don’t know, a color enlarger has 3 filters: Cyan, Magenta and Yellow. Each filter goes from 0 until 199.

If you turn all the filters off your print will be black. It means that you will have no color. If you turn all the filters on in the maximum, the print will be white. The colors are so dense, that it doesn’t let light goes though the filters.

 

So, for a GRAY, you will have to find the balance with all those three filters.

 

And here started my fascination about the Gray.

 

To find a balance.

 

I started to do a little research about Gray. And what I found is very similar my          feelings about Zurich.

Gray is darker than white

Gray is lighter than black

Neutral, Pure

Shy and boring

Unflashy, indifference and modesty

Gray is the color of conformity.

Not having any personality of its own, it adapts to any other color. It will look either dark or light, depending upon the color next to it.

 

Gray is a color without a color.

 

Stability

 

Zurich is my gray. My gray zone.