Thoughts on space
"I don't want to be a product of my environment; I want my environment to be a product of me."
- Frank Costello (by Jack Nicholson) in "The Departed".
The space in which we live moulds us into what we produce, it's our input. Cities can inspire us to represent their scenery in their greatest beauty. Their life and troubles can be the source of questions and inspiration for an idea. But what happens when the city becomes forbidden and our only source of inspiration is our room? In that moment our tiny shoebox becomes a prison but at the same time reveals new possibilities of defining what inspires us and how we communicate our artistic language to the world. The intimate space becomes the public space that is constantly being shared, not just by artists, but also by professionals of various fields, strangers and friends all over the world. The balconies become the new stage for artists to express their sentiments and production. Humanity evolves and adapts, and once again we define our environment.