If I were a gallery owner in Chelsea, I would like to invite Hugo Chávez to have a solo show about cancer.
If I were the mayor of New York, I would like to have a penguin to be the symbol of Bronx. Because penguins represent the harmony of black and white.
This city represents the desire to systemize and comprehend the given universe of complexity. The postcode system, by numbering and alphabeting the capital’s disparate zones, its uncanny housing taxation and licencing, is a struggle to reclaim reason and sense to this medieval city.
The postcoding, signifies not only the geographical space, but also the country’s class division, ethnic communities, the history, the imperial past and the society’s royal parasites. Consequently, far from unravelling this city’s complexity, the coding produces a bewildering cosmos of randomness, and effectively pushes life in London to a degree of absurdity.
The beauty of absurdity, is that in London nothing makes sense, and everything leads to plural explanations and meanings.
The dark side of absurdity, is that it produces existential cynicism and nihilistic quality of this city’s inhabitants.