Week 25

Before things changed © Roxana Allison

Week 21

End of stage 5

Week 20

Waiting for time to go by

Observando el mundo desde mi habitación

Restrictions of life

It's almost been under a year since I was last able to experience my existence without being bound to imposed restrictions. Last night was in fact the first time that I felt like time was of no relevance in my life whatsoever. The imposition I was under to get back home for 8 pm every day kept forcing me to feel unhappy in many respects however, I am now able to experience freedom in a physical form.

Week 19

SERCO Sweat box view one

SERCO Sweat box view two

SERCO Sweat box view three

SERCO Sweat box view four

 SERCO Sweat box view five

SERCO Sweat box view six

SERCO Sweat box view eight

Week 18

I have been trapped in my room since last night. The sun is already out and people are going about their day, livening up the streets. I hear the singing of birds, conversations from one end to the other, the blowing of the wind. Freedom permeates beyond these walls . 

The daily rhythms resonate onto the streets but I can only bare witness of that from the surroundings of my confinement.

I try once again to imagine what may be occurring out there, what surprises will soon be set for me. In the mean time I keep waiting and thinking...

Looking out from my window

Back in the House

Week 16

Vanished into Midnight

After Curfew Hours

Light Sipping Through

Luz de la Esperanza

Week 15

 Image © Roxana Allison

But, happily, between me and this wild, green ocean was the glass of the Wall. Oh, the great, divinely bounding wisdom of walls and barriers! They may just be the greatest of all inventions.

Mankind ceased to be savage when we built the Green Wall, when we isolated our perfect, machined world, by means of the Wall, from the irrational , chaotic world of the trees, birds, animals...

Yevgeny Zamyatin