Flash Required


The tool requires Flash to be installed/enabled.

Path

Forgotten Faces in Forgotten Places; Vancouver East End

6848144456_c5eec2d183.jpg

When I was a little girl, my mother would instruct me to roll up the windows when we drove through the downtown east end. Naturally, I found this very exciting, as if we were driving though some sort of human safari.

As I got older, however, the place filled me with both dread and a deep sense of lose. Streets so full of people, yet so devout of life.
Even now, as I weave my way through the maze of bodies on my daily route to the studio, I do my best not to make too much eye contact. Human nature is that of response. We are but a few neurons of separation from each other; only a few degrees away from each other’s misery.

I look away because I don’t want the sadness to settle too long.

- basia


(2) Comments

Comment

ourgroup300
Mon, 2012-03-19 17:08

ourgroup300's picture

There is the time-space compression for you, even stranger - more like overlapping dimensions. To think that these people exist in the same physical space, walking the same streets, but are so far away from the reality that most of us share... Now if you think of Latour's networks and try to find the connections that lead them back to you or I, because surely we are not separate, so where do we each stand in the strands that weave the fabric of society?

-sylwia


msimonlevin
Mon, 2012-04-16 10:59

At times the loss felt within this path is built almost musically, but obviously architecturally, creating an unknown hymn. Sad and lovely


Pages