Assignment 1 - Two sides of the story.
The Postcard
The Postcard
The Postcard
We go unnoticed, lost and estranged like ghosts seeking form and meaning. We need comfort and contact yet distance condenses our lives into short messages. Presenting our best side and forgetting the everyday same old, same old. Is this the point missed? Have we got the balance wrong. Living for the weekends, the holidays, the special days that pepper the years we ignore the everyday majority, we live for the future and long for the past and everything in between is lost.
Everyday we live and share two side of the same story, at home, at work, the internal and external. We show what we want on display, we filter and mask what remains. In a world surround by people we still feel a loneliness. The emptiness within our head, our very own personal echo chamber a product of solitude and the melancholy of the mundane. Life is good.
We go unnoticed, lost and estranged like ghosts seeking form and meaning. We need comfort and contact yet distance condenses our lives into short messages. Presenting our best side and forgetting the everyday same old, same old. Is this the point missed? Have we got the balance wrong. Living for the weekends, the holidays, the special days that pepper the years we ignore the everyday majority, we live for the future and long for the past and everything in between is lost.
Everyday we live and share two side of the same story, at home, at work, the internal and external. We show what we want on display, we filter and mask what remains. In a world surround by people we still feel a loneliness. The emptiness within our head, our very own personal echo chamber a product of solitude and the melancholy of the mundane. Life is good.