The Ontology of Shops and Movement Outside
Where to go when there’s nowhere to go?
I experience the city by walking, by breathing, by seeing. By window-shopping, by consuming.
#cities #walking #women #girl #accessories #knowledge #poetry #consumption
#rain #sun #wind #umbrella #dressing rooms
"Walking means bringing the city into the service of lived time"
I will walk across this city and understand its history, I will visit its shops and understand the notions of exchange, I will go to euro stores, pound stores and dollar stores and understand global economy.
My home provides me with the comfort of the womb. There is a personal filter at the front door. Nothing which cannot pass the cribe, survives. My house is me and my world: the street is that nourishing otherness.
I am a city dweller, by window-shopping I fulfil my duties as a urbanite.
My routes are as illustrative of my life as a journal would be, the repeated visits to the same retailers shape routines intrinsic to my bodily functions.
I am curious, and no, curiosity doesn’t kill the cat, it just keeps the cat alive.
I go out and, as an individual, I lose my domestic imprints. I become anonymous. An anonymous sponge.
The fear of provinciality and the anxiety derived from the need of staying connected to those world capitals a-lá American Apparel bag: London, New York, Los Angeles, Berlin, Tokyo, Seoul; makes me avoid nationalism, makes me escape from any distributor of native production. I walk towards imports like a moth flies towards the light.
When learning something,
Personal advice: he’s not making you happy.
Walking the city I am the master of my hodological space: I decide, I become the entrepreneur of my own existence.
You cannot change
The sharable qualities of these items make them something intimate, cozy. I’ve seen you before, yes. I’ve seen this same wallet somewhere else. We have the same wallet! And I’m here while you are there. There is something we can share. Each commodity drops a pin in the map, which connected to each other generate a net. That net holds me and doesn’t allow me to fall. There is no void, there is no fear of falling. The Horizon of crisis is always present: these stores are the limbo where I protect myself from this truth.
Where english words are used as decoration, there is a trace of automatic writing, of Freudian slippage, of psychography, of subconscious messaging.
The fabrication of these very quick designs respond to a capitalist dromology which aims for high-profit, but the results correspond to an almost dream-state way of creation.
Throw a few words, the first things that come to your mind. Add the images. Add more text: just as it comes to you. Don’t edit. Grammar doesn’t count. Keep on adding. Copy Merged. Create a collage out the collage. Done.
Robert Neuwirth spent four years among the chaotic stalls of street markets, talking to pushcart hawkers and gray marketers, to study the remarkable "System D," the world's unlicensed economic network. I’ve spent two years of my life among chaotic stalls, euro stores and pound lands trying to solve existential problematics of personal nature.
The wavy willow, a democratic ornament
Another recurrent item is the wavy willow. The wavy willow makes its appearance, with little differences, in London’s The City at the lobby of some headquarters, as well as it presents itself at the front desk of the local hair salon.
There aren’t differences in its quality, in its function. The wavy willow is the secret and silent guest. Its main quality is its innocuous and harmless nature.
Especially for sweet memories
It is nor dead or alive. Just dry. Not a girl, not yet a woman. This estate of stillness is what makes this item the best option when it comes to neutral decoration and unbiased interior design.
As simple as it is, the wavy willow is the metaphor of the best and most successful ladder-climber, looks good in any environment, and knows how to joke with the commoners as much as it knows how to behave with the upper class.
On The Willow Rests The Butterfly
#butterfly #light #free #liberal #travelling #transformation #metamorphosis #cocoon #glory #elegance #resurrection
Butterflies promise a grandiose experience of endless skies. From my delimited physical interior I dream of freedom.
NOTE TO SELF 1
I’ve now lost the centre, I’ve now left my roots in my native place. New spatial notions are now suddenly perceived.
NOTE TO SELF 2
Then –surprise, surprise! – women
There is an ecstasy in the notion of endlessness. All streets lead to nowhere and all streets take me home.
UPDATE 25th May 2013
Know its so messed up
like an echo pedal youre
I Used Think
UPDATE 12th July 2013
Pink demin pattern with text found in a Poundland in Peckham
As previously seen in Los Angeles, New York & Gijón
UPDATE 14th September 2013
Same pattern, different colours.
Orange, pink and blue (and red, no pictures sorry)
UPDATE 19th September 2013
As seen in London (in underwear) and in Spain (in boxes)
recently discovered in notebooks at
|COMMUNICATING THE ARCHIVE: SESSIONS
Amalia Ulman – ”Buyer, Walker, Rover”
Skype lecture at the Regional State Archives in Gothenburg
4:30 PM – Pre Session (Social w Gluey-c)
5 PM - Session
“Buyer, Walker, Rover” is an analysis on how cities can be experienced through consumerism and how this experience could be determined through certain objects' simultaneous presence in different parts of the world. Amalia Ulman describes in this lecture at the Regional State Archives in Gothenburg, how by visiting 1$ / 1€ / 1£ there's a possibility of personal connection and symbiosis between different cities due to globalization and the constant flow of imported goods; and how by recognizing patterns in recurrent trends in the graphic design of objects manufactured in China, she's able to map, by focusing on these details, a bigger picture and finally analyze macro-economics on a global scale.
COMMUNICATING THE ARCHIVE: SESSIONS is a lecture series presented by the Regional State Archives in Gothenburg and the School of Design and Crafts, University of Gothenburg. Curated by Gluey-c.