In responding to the challenge, I downloaded the zips provided by remix the species and found myself drawn to the footage of the beauty queens. It led me to think about the metaphorical fences they drew around each other, representing a state or country with defined borders and latent rivalries. Brought together in a competitive environment, who knows what bubbles beneath the sugared surface?

2 years ago

i spotted a freshly built fence on my street, so naturally i had to take a look. and even though i’m working on a project about fences, and i’ve driven past this particular one billions of times before, i cannot for the life of me remember what it looked like before.

but this new fence doesn’t seem at home yet. the smell of pine still fills the air and each slat of wood is too perfect. it draws the line between us and them much more severely than any of the houses around it, but i know that all it needs is time to mellow it out.

2 years ago

challenge #2 (raph)

sitting on my neighbour’s fence was a strange, awkward sort of experience. i was very aware that i had crossed a boundary into a space that wasn’t my own. i slid on right at the very end, my shoulder grazing my own fence, as if the closeness was some sort of safety net.

the girl next door

“the girl next door” is a quintessential romantic imagining for the ordinary boy. but where does it derive from? sure, from literature, from American culture and then forwards into pop culture over the decades. time has warped it, giving it a more sexualised role these days. it’s embedded into our culture now, but how did it start? the answer: fences. or lack thereof.