Okay, so I've finally arrived (pretty much) at my final project. Unfortunately, it always takes me forever to work out what I'm actually doing and what I want it to be about.
At first I was thinking about going inside my box every day for an hour and writing inside of it, and then opening it up at the end as kind of an artifact. However, I decided that this didn't really seem finished enough for me, and that it wasn't a proper goodbye to my box. Then I began to think about commemorating the box by either memorializing it or slowly taking it apart (the ritual of taking apart the box.) For memorializing, I began to think about possibly filling it with cement or plaster (similar to a Rachel Whiteread), but I wasn't really so sure about this. I didn't like the idea of just being left with a giant block of house. I decided instead to focus on taking apart my box and somehow leaving it in Florence, relating this idea to my leaving Florence (leaving my home behind) as well as leaving behind anxieties (often times I let out all my worries/anxieties in the box). Regan suggested that I pick apart the box with my hands. This idea was appealing because this would be a way for me to really interact with the box, as well as letting out frustration and other feelings. Furthermore, I liked the fact that this would be a performance piece, which would relate to my previous work.
Anyway, my box is now torn apart. (I have posted pictures) I filmed this process and I'm either going to create a documentary or simply display photographs, because I love the way the photographs turned out. I still have a lot of decisions to make. For instance, I was thinking about possibly burning these remains so that they turn to ashes, and possibly sprinkling them somewhere-- either in the Arno to represent movement or in the train station (to bring my project full circle). However, it might be nice to also just end the project as it is.
I'll fill you in on how it goes!
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