Straight, behind the others like sheeps? No, thanks, I go my way..
We measure my apartment in Kreuzberg and draw it exactly, 1:1 scale, with tape on the sidewalk. Rooms with doors, windows and furniture.
We spend time inside (outside). We walk along the corridor, sit on the couch, dance in the dining room, lay in bed. Do we act differently when everyone can see us? How does the size feel when there’s no walls, when the ceiling is the sky? How much love can you put in a piece of street?