5.11 orange rocks
Adriana Kong
orange rocks
- I wish I was in the middle of nowhere
- nowhere is a place
- a place with no name
- nowhere is everything that I ignore
- nowhere might be under this rock
- nowhere might be out of this rock
+ On the Process
Cement threatens life and also makes it happen, it was hard to think about cement. Buildings, constructions, stability, immovable, aspirations, hopes and progress. Cement is where I live; cement is a city.
I made a translation from this photo essay thinking about how contemplating a rock could feel as nice as a cold glass of orange juice in the morning.
To my journal: a fresh start needs a fresh ending.
+ On Issue Five
It was interesting seeing how some elements, such as flowers, fade throughout the issue, but cement remained. It seemed like a strand of ideas slowly vanishing.
When I saw "roses, too" I felt listened to and kind of understood. I loved how a digital message can be felt by another person, mainly in these difficult-isolation-pandemic times. For me it was beautiful to share, read and create ideas in these moments that seem as hard as cement.
+ Bio
Adriana Kong is a video artist currently living in Mexico City. She works with collaborative documentaries and experimental practices in media. She likes to focus her work on what's beyond the film and building communities. She is interested in personal narratives, archive and the lines between fiction and reality. She currently works in a newspaper and collaborates with independent projects such as Cafe para Leer and Cine Too Lab.
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