Reflecting locations and their cages. Where can we find cages in these two cities/ societies? Where are the similarities and differences from one an other? Maybe my partner and I should focus on a specific cage, which is still not defined. We could also start rebuilding an imaginary cage, where Hong Kong and Zurich merge into one without comparing them.
The subject that I found the most interesting is that if we are present or absent in the cage and if we are on the way to enter or exit it.
The topic is very open and I would love to work it out together with my partner. The way to get to the topic would be through brainstorming and making a concept together. The project could be a mixture of video, photography and text.
This is just a spontaneous draft of mine. It is related to the main topic, but not necessarily to the subtopic my partner I will be working on. I can’t decide that on my own.
Cages:
I can’t breathe, even though the air is perfectly clean.
I feel poor, even though money is reachable and here.
For one reason I see people not as people anymore, more like robots,
wake up, eat breakfast, shit, work, social media, eat lunch, work, eat dinner, watch TV, social media, read a book, might fuck if they are lucky enough and then go to sleep and do it all over again.
The overly polite attitude is our weapon, even though we often think differently, but it’s easier to be polite then to say fuck you in your face.
Meeting up with other people must be scheduled three weeks in advance, otherwise we can’t. Our schedule becomes our best friend, because it says what we have to do and when we have to do it. We always know what’s gonna happen next and surprises are very rare, with life itself as just an image of how we think life works.
Spontaneity is dead and we don’t even care.
We don’t even care if we’re living in a cage, because it’s a comfortable one. Every move we make is already turned into automatism. When we look around, we see everyone does the same, so we adapt, we become to an image of how a person in society works. We’re mostly not ourselves, we just like hiding behind the barrels of our cages.