Public seats are always alternated between two states: occupied and vacant. The
latter tends to be the more common state. Who does the bench belong to when
people are not sitting on it? We are always in a rush to build, does more really
equal better? Can we step back and leave space for wild plants, humid air, and
empty space of nothing?
Is it possible for the public space in our city and the green garden giving way to the cement floor to have the eternal summer, eternal sunshine, wild plants, and
space delineated by sensitive light like in David Hockney's works? Is it possible
for them to have the emotionally charged spatial narrative of David Hockney's
work which is about seasons, light, climate and color.
Imaging a public seat like this: when need be it was there, when it's not needed,
it blurs, it bubbles, it blends into different landscapes. It allows plants, light,
water, insects, and the immersion of the environment to get through.
This is a bench designed for people, but also for something else.