“Making cabins: imagining ways to live in a damaged world.”
Marielle Mace

We are flying over a utopian ruin of a dystopian city that brings together the contradictions of the human being. The outside temperature is one thousand two hundred and fifty degrees. It is an imaginary world in which there is no other destiny than ruin/catastrophe, present or to come. A fragile balance emanates from its materiality, from its construction from the unstable. This city was completely projected by the mind of its designer, a fan of maps, constellations and fireworks.

Monuments to a modernist deity of the inaccessible/unreachable coexist in the urban space with habitable or uninhabited places that still keep the mythologies of those who lived there on their walls. A city that went through mixed times, built from fragments of other cities, already disappeared. They are architectural dreams, an eternal challenge between the verticality of the individual and the horizontality of time.

Walking among these memories and projections means facing vertigo, the possibility that everything is about to fall.

— Mathilde Ayoub