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BUFFER ZONE
Wicked Cycling Assignment
Take a bike. On it, move an object to wherever it wants to be moved. Observe and document the ride!
This time, I had three objects that wanted to be moved.
Aerosol Art
Ruptures appear, we hit the wall. No phantasys to shape the future of our World. Too many competing narratives.
Today, we tell ourselves stories that we wouldn’t believe in the future.
Entrenched in bipartisanship, unable to sense the emerging space of possibilities. My bike as a silent observer, an epitomised option for an utopian alternative modernity. Contours of those realities already appear to exist, in pictures.
