How to live one's body in public space
2018
Our urban environment no longer belongs to us. Governed by invisible hands, we are only swaying between recommended civility, suggested consumption and imposed traffic laws. We sink into a blinding flow of images, people, moving objects, trying to find our place in it. Faced with this exuberant city, we create beacons, landmarks that allow us to orient ourselves and reassure ourselves on a daily basis.
And yet our environment, this omnipresent city that wants to be omniscient - Big Brother - controlled and controlling, is not impermeable. There are flaws, bugs, silent cracks (Alain Mons). where space is invisible. These middle places - in-between - then become a hiding place for our body. It relaxes, adapts to it, models itself in it, finally, it is no longer outside. Between a body and an intermediary place, a connection is created. All those who abandon the pressure of a setting where all the choreographies of life are codified are lost in these hazards.
Where are these spaces? Are they in evidence?
Are they the canvases of the expressive rebels who empty their aerosols into them? Are they the shelters protecting the muscular settling of scores?
I would like to look at things differently by thinking of these small cracks present around us and in perpetual mutation.A new reading of this urban and authoritarian cartography could offer us a more intimate experience. offering people a different look.
I would therefore like to reflect on these spaces that touch us, attract us, shock us while remaining invisible in the mass. An unconscious and conscious relationship is woven between these urban bugs and us. An intimate relationship that seems insignificant but that transforms our relationship to the city. Like the child who jumps from one gang to another to avoid being eaten by sharks or the gang of teenagers who have established their headquarters on those four concrete steps from which gossip and gossip don't escape. Like this corner of greenery, which seems more comfortable than any park during a picnic, or this route that we choose every morning, for no apparent reason, it is not faster, but it is our way. We appropriate these spaces that attract us and impose themselves on us without even consciously thinking about it for a moment.
