22:15-blue pen, paper and white wine-
Our everyday box-maybe our home maybe our office or our town.The line can go deep here.I imagine a big apartment complex:
then i zoom in and it is quite a good looking block.More zoom in the middle of the night one of our apartments has his lights on.We can see the interiour: some old furniture, a nervous cat that goes around and yes..the wallpaper-quite yellow from all the time or it might be the cigarette smoke.Now..where is your box? Is it in Domashniy? Murray Hill? Maarif? Well my box is in a small town.And i love to believe that in my mind i'm not always here..i invite all the neconventional and creative power to escape for a moment.
I believe that lateral thinking is the answer for my wallpaper.Maybe i should scratch it all off and put some bright colors!
This topic reminds me of a good book.. Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bachy.This gull pushes his limits and condition while everyone around him keeps living in a liniar and cotidian way.(random thought..i would love to be a bird sometimes..i'm jealous of their wings)
The limit of the box is not the system, cultural-socials barriers or the sky, i think is our mind.
We can all be so much more than we believe, or are given to believe.
P.S: What about 21?!
