| Popis: |
non-peer-reviewed ''Disorientated, intimidated, mesmerized......neon signs, icons, logos, pictures, flashing, glowing, sparkling, my journey along this street was an experience I've not had before. The sheer overload of information, each colour, each light, fighting for independence from and dominance over its neighbouring placard... this is not the city I had imagined. Everyone rushing, no-one stopping, no- one observing,..... as if oblivious or unconscious in this bizarre world. I feel myself being carried by the robotic crowd, like an intricate system of circuit cars they veer off the path and into the bustling bellies of these brightly coloured facades. The intense movement, the marvel of these new spectacles makes it impossible for me to comprehend direction or location. I jump for refuge, piercing through the belly of blues, yellows, reds and golds....to silence. Where am I now? Am I welcome here? Should I step further inside?..... I want my mommy!'' |
