The only way out is in
In the hills of Guayaquil, Ecuador, a pandemic is being navigating inside cement walls and beneath tin roofs.
‘Stay safe, stay inside.’
Named the ‘epi-centre’ of the Covid-19 crisis in South America, existing social conditions of this industrial, increasingly globalized city are intensified inside the home – inside bodies.
There is a violent irony at play as the neoliberal logics that fuel this global health crisis become located in the individual.
There is an illusion of freedom in these streets to go left or right - to ‘choose’ safety.
As the whirling world of my city stands still, I want to paint our silence loudly:
Where is ‘in’?
What does it make visible for a changing world?
Why does it matter?
What kind of map might be drawn on the other side of silence?