Floor plans cover the walls, ceiling and sofa. Standing against an open window, you’re shivering yet pleased: All in the name of art. This 1960’s housing estate is condemned, though you don’t know why. This building will be replaced, but you’re not sure what is. This building offers free furniture after 10pm, however you can’t be certain. I take your responses to mean that site-specific creativity in urban spaces does not automatically breed interest in the place. You wear several scarves and hold a walkie-talkie, I try again: You must be cold. You cheer up: Right, right yes I am.
March 6, 2010 by Gemma Seltzer
Posted in Age: 21-30, Gender: Female, Location: Arts Venue | Tagged city, conversations, creative writing, gemma seltzer, literature, london, market estate project, One Hundred Days To Make Me A Better Person, scarves, strangers, writing | 2 Comments
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