Public Spaces - Private Lives
The major moments that we miss because they are right before our eyes...
What is this about?
This blog is to gather your stories.
I want to know about the private lives that go on in public spaces, the places we take for granted as being neutral, ordinary and just someplace to pass through.
Think of parks, toilets, libraries, museums, car parks, shopping centres. Nothing special ever happens there right? Wrong.
Amazing things happen to people right in front of the world in the places where no one thinks to look for the extraordinary going on before their very noses.
If something life changing happened to you, be it good or bad, then share it with me here...
Put in as much info as you are comfortable with, a place name is enough and you can stay as anonymous as you'd like.
I want to know about the private lives that go on in public spaces, the places we take for granted as being neutral, ordinary and just someplace to pass through.
Think of parks, toilets, libraries, museums, car parks, shopping centres. Nothing special ever happens there right? Wrong.
Amazing things happen to people right in front of the world in the places where no one thinks to look for the extraordinary going on before their very noses.
If something life changing happened to you, be it good or bad, then share it with me here...
Put in as much info as you are comfortable with, a place name is enough and you can stay as anonymous as you'd like.
Friday 6 August 2010
Public Spaces - Private Lives: Welcome and please share
Public Spaces - Private Lives: Welcome and please share: "Hello and welcome... Sitting in the public loo with my two year old, waiting for him to 'get the poo out' as he liked to put it I gazed aro..."
Welcome and please share
Hello and welcome...
Sitting in the public loo with my two year old, waiting for him to 'get the poo out' as he liked to put it I gazed around at the municiple tiles and wondered who else had been in that loo and what thoughts had gone through their heads.
Then I got to thinking about what might have happened in there, had someone sat and cried on receiving news of a loved ones death, had someone had a heart attack, left a baby, had a baby (maybe even made a baby!) or jumped for joy?
From there it was just a matter of extending the idea to the park we walked through, the library we stopped at and the car park we took a short cut through...these everyday places held a million untold tales.
I want that to change, I want those tales told and the secret heart of public spaces to be out on show for us all to admire or wonder at and never again take for granted.
There is no such thing as mundane...
Sitting in the public loo with my two year old, waiting for him to 'get the poo out' as he liked to put it I gazed around at the municiple tiles and wondered who else had been in that loo and what thoughts had gone through their heads.
Then I got to thinking about what might have happened in there, had someone sat and cried on receiving news of a loved ones death, had someone had a heart attack, left a baby, had a baby (maybe even made a baby!) or jumped for joy?
From there it was just a matter of extending the idea to the park we walked through, the library we stopped at and the car park we took a short cut through...these everyday places held a million untold tales.
I want that to change, I want those tales told and the secret heart of public spaces to be out on show for us all to admire or wonder at and never again take for granted.
There is no such thing as mundane...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)