The sun sets on day 28 of isolation. My small apartment is full of hastily-acquired plants, and I’ve spent an anxious, indulgent afternoon lying in the sun on the footy oval, bare feet in the soft, lush grass. My toes digging down to the damp earth, hungry for connection. Hoping the cops will leave me in peace. Does belly breathing in the fresh air count as exercise? On my back
The Parallaxis is an invitation to experience the city differently; an ongoing game that anyone can play. In this game the ordinary gives way to an everyday that is ambiguous and indeterminate, enlivening the city with a magic that need not be invented, only allowed. Several years ago I began to devise this game in collaboration with the streets and laneways of Melbourne. For the city also plays; this is
Find yourself a palace. Nothing but the view need be palatial — in fact, the rest can be quite modest. Move in. Live here, sleep here, work here. Dwell. Occasionally look out the window. You will find this happens naturally; when you’re stuck, when you’re sad, when you’re tired of thinking certain things. No more is required. Eventually you will begin to see.
(If you like deep dives into in process and practice, you can read more about this project here.)