On residency at Mediamatic, Amsterdam
2010
Amsterdam Noord is a city of bicycles, but I spend most of my time here walking. I walk to get to know the city, and as I walk I collect the traces
of the lives that are going on around me…the traces of memories, of conversations, of relationships. I collect the detritus on the streets for
the same reason that I observe people’s conversations, and ask them questions about their lives: to collect and preserve the memories of a
place that I don’t belong to.
Story 3: Biking and the Kindness of Strangers
Story 4: Cultural Misunderstanding
Story 10: Little Dog, Big Bite
I was walking, stoned, through my favorite park when a little Chihuahua dog started to chase me.
It chased me, snarling and yapping, for a couple of blocks as I tried valiantly to resist the urge to break its little neck, and just walked away.
Amazingly, the little dog’s owner calmly stayed where she was, chatting with a friend and drinking a beer, smilingly observing the whole situation.
