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broken parts, these streets are filled with broken hearts February 8, 2011








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big gun, little bullet January 19, 2011








 

54 Days of Public Space January 17, 2011

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The appropriation of public space with no apparent intent

Duration: 54 days (September 04 – October 27, 2010)

Location: Palackeho square, Prague – the so-called “Czech Hyde Park” – allegedly the most liberal spot in the country, approved by the authorities for holding any unannounced public gatherings.

Have we grown accustomed to having our living space curbed by just anyone? Is public space a mere myth?

In the current society, our living space is defined by legal norms and regulations, the same way as fences demark the choices of our free movement.

Only by attempting to cross those boundaries, we learn how limited the space we live in really is – that we are not as free as it may initially seem. We are getting the sense that the individuality of today is destined to an existence amidst restrictions.

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Respect? January 3, 2011

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“We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws.”
— Hunter S. Thompson

 

Christopher Kane December 31, 2010

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CHRISTOPHER KANE





I LOVE.

 

Outside December 28, 2010

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Feeling a little bit other-worldly lately.
Hope this feeling passes soon.

 

Recognition December 15, 2010

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By recognizing a favorable opinion of yourself, and taking pleasure in it, you in a measure give yourself and your peace of mind into the keeping of another, of whose attitude you can never be certain. You have a new source of doubt and apprehension.

— Charles Horton Cooley