Virtual paths…encounters…of real lives
“Usually we fight to control the strategic position on the map”
Switch on the television….open up a newspaper at the bus stop…everything seems to remind you that we live in a precarious word, that the economy is stuck and that there is no future for the young generations.
You’ve been living on this earth for just a little more than a quarter of a century (and that’s not been easy at all!), and now they are telling you that there is no future…
At the age of nearly thirty you can’t believe it! It’s not conceivable! That has to be tough luck!
Our society, the one we live in, is the new “barbaric society”, the one with no culture and no history.
We reject profound knowledge and we move fast from one experience to another one seduced by the glow of the latest adventure.
Google is the cradle of this new civilization…perpetual motion between information and experiences. We surf from website to website…We don’t read more than the first four lines, we don’t waist time doing field work, we don’t have time for it!
Our thirst for knowledge gets satisfied in few seconds from one web page to web page, and in no time we are ready to move on, ready for another “search”. The human interaction becomes stark.
Bauman once talked about “liquid relationship” to explain how nowadays people vacillate between the need of stability and the fear of getting trapped in stable relationships. We live an exasperated individualism, in witch we constantly look for fulfilment and we are less and less able to stand any tension or frustration. There are no rules, principles or values. We live as much relationships as we can in the illusion that the next one will be more exciting and fulfilling. Chaos. People that live, survive and withstand unaware of each others, until one day, their path becomes a shared walk, a shortcut that can be walked together. But taking shortcut, even if walked together, makes the experience superficial, without leading us into a profound understanding.
Ikea’s furniture’s, Face book, Messenger, My space are the discounts supermarkets of our relationships, the happy hour of our time and town.
On stage two individuals: one male and one female tell about their lives.
The story takes place under the Porch of a famous street in Turin on a Saturday afternoon. People pass by…thousands of stories that entwine without getting revealed. Lonely stories lost in a tangle of lives.
In the general chaos two paths get to meet each other. Two individuals grow away from the crowd and become protagonist of an encounter, once again another superficial relationship.
Building a habitat becomes the most important shared moment of a relationship. The “pilgrimage” to Ikea will give birth to a relationship that is inevitably designated to fail. The furniture Ivar, Billy, Floro and Tundra probably will not survive the third house moving.
The deeps sense of responsibility and commitment to each other are the most frightening aspects of our relationships, the causes of our walking around the flat, screwdriver in hand, ready to remove the screws of a relationship that is becoming too tight.
Virtual reality and internet dating are our safest way to approach relationships….relationships that will not go further than a “click”.
We hide ourselves behind virtual and temporary link with other individuals, relationships that look real but intangible, and that seems to fit better with our busy lives.