Wind
(2016)

People are changing. Something is shifting in the relationship between inside and outside. A boundary disappears: Where I begin and end, where the others are and are no longer. A shore flattens out. A coast becomes shallow. The content of an area once described as psyche, as private, as intimacy merges into the social environment. This extraverted inwardness becomes a public sphere that is currently redefining itself, permeated by networks, which looks as if it is supported by friendships. It consists of the published private sphere, it is the general solitude. And why should we be with others when we can be just as well alone? How awful that sounds. And yet how beautiful it is: ultra has dedicated itself to the solo, to solos. That means concentrating entirely on yourself, trusting that if the others do the same, something will emerge that you have no idea about and that it would not have been possible to create on your own. It means being so open with everything you do that it can be changed by what others do and changes itself. Sensitive autonomy. The solitude we seek has become a social condition. And therefore an unfulfillable desire. A desire for oneself, because we have long since sold and alienated ourselves, a longing for nothing outside ourselves. It is the source of the momentum, the movement generated by the equalization of pressure between inside and outside: wind between two misunderstood continents populated by humans. This scientific grace: the poles and the equator, the atmosphere, the Coriolis force, isobars and parallels, the true and the false wind.