A life confined within the 4 walls of our Montreal apartment during the lockdown as a reconstituted family provided us with a creative opportunity to make a motionless journey confined within the same space, rediscovering each other’s rhythm and transforming the space we occupy.
Here’s the travel diary of our travel around the world in 80 days!
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Yellow
In 80 days, our relationship to space has changed. We transformed our bed into an office, our kitchen table into a kids' classroom. Our bodies became our primary home to reconnect with.
White
In 80 days, our vocabulary has changed. The “quick!” and “hurry up!” which rolled from the tip of our tongue like so many subtle forms of self-inflicted violence upon us have disappeared.
Green
In 80 days, our perception has changed. We have seen the leaves growing upon the trees. We have seen our children discover the curves and the shapes of numbers and of the alphabet. We have observed the overflow of unnecessary objects we accumulate and the impact of buying locally.
Purple
In 80 days, our hearing changed. We took the time to listen to the silence and the music of each other’s rhythm. Together, we made a melody of our reconstituted family.
Blue
In 80 days, our taste has changed. We have tasted the bitter taste of anguish and fear, but our tongues are gorged with the sweetness of the simple pleasures of life. We didn’t bake our bread, but enjoyed the luxury of having enough to eat at every meal.
Pink
Orange
Red
In the hollow of our house, within the four walls that were familiar to us, with those with whom we already shared our daily lives, we made a motionless journey.
Confinement, it seems that you are slowly drawing to your end. We have come home transformed.
Black
