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Eendrachsplein,
in the end of the Oudebinnenweg
–
from 14h00 to 15h30
Team
– Suzanne
It is still
sunny, it has been like this for more that a week now. It’s sunny
everyday something that completely changes a city and the mood of its dwellers.
So I thought, lets go out again, even though it’s been harder to find a
reason lately. I need more
puppets! Every time I go out someone asks for Bin Laden, “he’s
hidden”, I usually reply. I went out then with the intention of carrying
out some kind of survey on which other public figure the people of Rotterdam
would like to manipulate. I want also to try different locations, so I decided
to check out the Eendrachsplein today. I’d never actually call it a
“plein”- it has no characteristics at all of a square, just another
passing area. Nonetheless we put the structure up, had some conversations, as
always when something is about to happen, and immediately we realized that
there wasn’t any place where we could just sit and watch, Ok we could
just hang around, but that’s also not so nice, there’s no place
were we could really stand and not feel in the way. We walked up and down, went
shoe shopping, came back, and tried every spot, but we really felt a bit lost
in space, doing nothing, waiting for nothing.
This is
actually what I want to point out of today, beside the usual things: not so
many people stopping, even fewer actually engaging, I meeting some friends,
etc. the dryness of that square was revealed just by putting the puppet theatre
in the middle of the place. Suddenly this green structure acted as a meeting
point, something to stand next to without the felling of being lost in the
middle of nowhere. During almost
half an hour a group of 3 boys, stood next to it, talked, met friends, did some
transactions, phone calls, went out to grab a bit and return, watch, all this
for a while without even noticing what the green thing was actually about -
having a look at it after, agreeing about it, and then just using the structure
as a place to rest an arm, or using the belt as something to keep their hands
busy. Suzanne and me at this moment were uncomfortably sitting on a much to
narrow doorstep.
They left,
we left.