Dice Walking
“We’are walking trough the street of chance, where the chance is always slim or none and the intentions unjust…” Iggy Pop
Tired of taking full control?
Tired of routine?
Image by: John Morse “Curbside Haiku” 2011. NYC Department of Transportation
cHANCE IT YOURSELF ::
Select a random pair of shoes from your closet, and a six sided die.
From any starting point in the city you ARE, start by throwing the die.
in case of odd number Make a right and walk that number of blocks. In case of an even number make a left and walk that number of blocks.
KEEP rolling WITH THE DIE as you feel like. Change the rules, or break them if you want too!
Let your feet draw the line, the street be your playground and your canvas, Walk the line!
How IT STARTED?
On a Saturday afternoon we where sitting on a train after going for a walk to see galleries in Manhattan. We were feeling a bit disappointment by the lack of interesting art, the general opaqueness and also by the cynic tone we noticed in too many “witty” pieces of art. We saw another Warhol, another Koons, another Street art gallery show, and more… After seeing a Banksy style stencil we decided we had enough of this and decided to go underground.
A sense of deep apathy was invading us. We felt like the “capital o the art world”had no surprise left for us, and the great artists and innovators had moved away long ago. It was still early and after having a late lunch, we had not much else to do. While discussing what to do next on our way home, we were suddenly interrupted by a lady sitting next to us. She looked about sixty or in her late late fifties, and she was wearing a formal dress and a nice hat, that made us think she was coming back from the office. She asked us if we were feeling bored. We agreed and she said: “not surprised!” Then after some silent seconds she asked: do you like surprises? I said sure, without thinking too much. She then opened her purse and showed us a green transparent six sided die. She said: take this, just follow the dice… Get out of the train, roll the dice and let it guide you for some hours. This will make you two less miserable. Then she closed her purse and got out of the train after saying: have a lucky day bastards!
And so we did…
“Life is at best a tenuous and hazardous enterprise, but mankind’s puny efforts to protect himself from the instability and randomness seem worse than futile. It appears the best course is simply chancing it” Emerson
