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L’Orchestre Funéraire is a social science fiction story that claims the reappearance of mental space in the city. That is to say, a space of downtime and of silence, but also a space of reflection and transcendence. This space is materialized or rather dematerialised by a void. This claim is built on my observations that are materialized in a series of architectural drawings and a story centered on the question:« What is humanity without mental emptiness? »
[...] There once was a group that maintained the Ita and the Ota in suspense for a while. They were called the Aedificator. They have long lived away from the Ita, claiming an obsolete way of life. They advocated the intellectualization of all actions, and debates in support and exchange of opinion. They meditated in places which are lost today. Places that they believed were close to the divine register that transcend man and that raised the heart and spirit of humanity by the sculptural work of emptiness and light. They claimed that space had an existence which was like an object that one had to magnify. Thus penetrating the soul of the being and allowing him to meditate and to question himself about his existence and his role on earth. Their fate was as sinister as the life that they led. They orchestrated a final action to “wake up consciences” they said. We found their camp, decorated with their hung bodies. The children were left alive to continue the legacy of the community. The Ota doesn’t permit it, for fear of another massacre. They were entrusted to the institutions. The mental space that they defended no longer exists. The city, the house, and the room are nothing more than supports for screens that broadcast continuously. The movements are made by automatic vehicles, the spaces of exchanges are now virtual, the spaces of meeting do not exist anymore. Living rooms and dining rooms have disappeared from homes like the sidewalks of the streets and the ties of families. Nothing matters anymore, the individual is enough to himself and his only duty is to be satisfied.








