To connect on different personal, mental and emotional levels we introduced students with concept of shelters and what does it mean to them. From designes for the homeless, minimalist dwellings to artistic expressions in a gallery thay all engaged in discussion of comparing priorities and realising importance of teamwork thay completed the task, the technical execution and practical workings and their own abstract ideas. At the end of workshop thay all presented models of their ideas in various ways with powerpoint presentations, last
pictures are simulation of final idea to realise in San Javier.
pictures are simulation of final idea to realise in San Javier.
November 29, 2017
Koncept and simulation of shelter for our art project in San
Javier inspired by simple text our students Jana, Pia and Ramona wrote.
It's sometimes not enough to go into your room, close the
door and try to throw aside all negativity and get away from people. It
sometimes takes something more, sometimes you need to go outside and walk, or
run… you can run… if you’re having that day then run… and run… and run… and
run. Then you come… come to the forest, to you place, your little utopia… yet
the forest is not a utopia… the forest is the cell wall of your utopia. Now
that you’re there it’s easier to breathe because you’re already close… and you
feel it… and you come to your place.
A small cocoon in the midst of the forest, hanging from a
tree, barely visible and those who don’t know it’s there might simply pass it
by… It’s barely visible because it is encased in glass. It was encased in glass
in order for one to disappear, to be one with yourself in your utopia,
somewhere far away. You enter into a small space, but it doesn’t matter… you
feel the warmth as soon as you come in. You hear yourself… your thoughts. You
turn on a solar-powered lightbulb and pull a book out of your bag.
Today’s choice is “The Enchanter” by Vladimir Nabokov. You
dangle in your forest cocoon and read…isolated…invisible. And you read… and
read… and read… and when you almost reach the end of the book the light starts
to fade around you… and you decide to leave and turn off the light… and you
come out, like a butterfly leaving its cocoon – reborn, fresh and happy… You
can proudly return to the cruel world from which you escaped… but now it’s less
cruel…. Now it’s bearable.
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