Web Side Story , 2010
Our society is one of media explosion: between sounds, images and instantaneousness, the Internet is the paroxysm of it. The new social networks make it possible to connect with the whole world. From chat sites, they are now moving to streaming video communication. One click and you find yourself in front of a stranger taken at random in the world, another click and there’s another. It’s a digital universe created by a “digital native”; those who were born with the computer, the Internet and the digital. They are used to publicly share their personal data, to expose their lives, their photos on Flikers, their videos on youtube, their music on last FM, their news on facebook, their instantaneity on twitter.
All these social networks allow us to share our anonymity online. In today’s society, the exercise of freedom is more and more regulated, and the place of man is more and more objectified as a “producer-consumer”.
However, the need for risk, for new experiences remains, and touching the forbidden allows one to experience other things, to prolong one’s life in a different way. To share the un-shareable, which cannot be done on facebook for example, the technology of these new sites offers a refuge for this anonymity. A world without racial or social preconceptions, mixed with the shaker. This space where touching the forbidden also allows us to think that we are getting out of our uniformity.
A world without racial or social preconceptions, mixed with the shaker. This space where touching the forbidden also allows us to think that we are getting out of our uniformity.
Product of the media explosion, this place whose technological novelty and absence of rules ensures ephemeral freedom, allows us to hope to exist once again and differently in the eyes of the other. This background work is a walk in this other public space. An impalpable world, a hallucinating stroll in a digital neighborhood with open and random windows on faces, groups, solitudes, phantasms, hopes of encounters… in fact all that can be found on a Saturday night in a provincial club. On the form, it is also a work on the medium used.
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