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Human Traffic

Above view

Above view

I built this piece (“Human Traffic”) for BrickFest 2009 in Virginia/DC. I named it Human Traffic because it’s about people who self-enslave themselves so that they may live in a Utopian society free of all the dangers of emotions. The “traffic” comes from how there is supposed to be whole line of people moving slowly, traffic, and also they are self-enslaved, trafficked.  It’s funny that I made this out of Legos because Lego is a giant corporation but also it’s a toy, meant to make people happy.
I made this before school started. Now that school has started I’m kind of frightened by the similarities between the art piece and my school. I never really went to public school for too long before. I went to a Sudbury school, then I was homeschooled, then I went to a Friend’s school. That school went bankrupt, and at the Sudbury school you could hurt someone and get away with it unless enough people really did feel that it was wrong,  so I am now in public school. At the Sudbury school democracy ate itself up because people weren’t really concerned about other people’s feelings. At public school it’s the same thing on a broader scale. Because our society cares so much about security and because what should really be used as funding for good things is used for the military our schools don’t have enough money and the people that run them aren’t paid enough and get stressed out and they frequently believe in a militaristic society. Our schools have no democracy, just like the Sudbury school had no democracy really, but also because of democracy. We live in a democracy and these are the schools we have made. I don’t want to get rid of democracy but people need to care about other people for it to work.
At the Quaker school the teachers really cared about all the students. There was freedom, but not really democracy though. I liked that better than complete democracy with no one really caring about anyone else.
Worker
Worker

 Computers destroy emotions. “Lol” means you have stopped laughing. I would like to have physical work. No one has physical work in my city. 

No one has physical work at my school either. My school is faceless office work training.

Ghostly reflection

Ghostly reflection

This photo makes everyone look like a ghost, sort of transparent. Everyone is dead. Or good as dead. But they are not vampires. They are plastic.
Shadows of flowers

Shadows of flowers

The flowers are there to point out that the world still exists even if no one wants to see it again.

At my school we are not allowed to go outside beyond the fenced-in temps and the school field. It reminds me of an internment camp. There is barbed wire on the fences. The temps are trailers. They look like standard buildings in an internment camp. Colorless, all the blinds are closed. It is silent for the most part, till come lunch, then we are screamed at and insulted.




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