This installation will explore and challenge the relationship between a city and its residents, between those who call an urban landscape home, and those who pass through it, transient and indifferent to its imperfections and charms.
On the surface, the project inspires and demands reflection. The mercurial novelty is immediately apparent, but beneath the shiny exterior: tradition. Form and function are familiar, the destinations known. Only in considering the truth of their identity — alfacinha or estrangeiro — are riders truly transported.
Beyond nationality lies our most essential humanness. Through this work, I aim to acquaint us with that intangible sense of inner space, while also impressing my four-year-old niece, Joana, who asked me to build her her very own rocket ship.
The post above was written in response to this week’s writing challenge: tell a story based on this photo.
I had intended on writing something fictional, and wanted to be sure to correctly place the story, so did a Google image search on “silver funicular.” According to various sources, this mirrored funicular was, in fact, a temporary art installation created by Portuguese artist Alexandre Farto, aka: VHILS.
I was equally impressed by the artistry and disappointed in my own abilities — either to know where the image was taken, or to get past my need to know where the image was taken. I’d grouse about Google killing creativity, but “silver funicular” didn’t type itself.
While I took extreme liberties in retro-creating an artists statement on VHILS’ behalf, if you’d like to create your own, I recommend the artybollocks generator, both for its funny results and its fabulous name.