As soon as the work was placed in context within the disused retail space it ceased being an idea and became a reality. All of our thoughts and feelings coalesced to become the exhibit itself.
Because of the nature of the project, we required somewhere for the people experiencing the work first hand to record their thoughts, this then led to the inclusion of a table in the space. The table itself alone means nothing but when placed alongside the enclosure, it becomes a communal space where people interact, discussing the work and ultimately documenting their experience for us.
To facilitate this documentation process we supplied a prescribed medium in which to record their thoughts of the experience. We chose 'post-its'. The simple, baggage free, aesthetics of the post-it seemed like a perfect fit to the Locus/Oubbliette, we wanted the whole experience to be free-form and the immediate usability of these ubiquitous objects contributed to the artwork as a whole better than any interview ever could.
Despite the simplicity of this method of information gathering we realised that for people to participate in the exercise that we would have to 'get the ball rolling' and placed the first two post-its where we wanted the cloud of responses to appear. Before long the ice was broken, and whatever inhibitions that may have existed to prevent people from participating were gone, and because we had already given people the building blocks, the visual instructions or invitation to add to the wall, they never at any point required our assistance or asked for our permission. The result is an easily understandable and highly visual record of emotional responses to the work.
The foot traffic of the room began to exhibit a pattern soon after the first person entered the box, first you would see people eager to look through the holes, often immediately after this a conversation would arise...
... and then people would approach the wall to document their experience.
The role of the table then began to take on a new significance, we knew this would happen but we never envisaged it becoming a counterpoint to the enclosure itself. In the box you are isolated, confined - prohibited from interacting with one another. Around the table however, the human interaction which you were deprived of is encouraged by the table. It becomes a meeting place, a hang out - a haunt.
And finally we end the night with the refined collection of emotive terms and phrases - far more valuable to us than questionnaires etc. could ever be as it is a physical remnant of the night, a tangible reminder which has become enshrined in our memories. Its form is immediately recognizable and the information contained within is as succinct as it possibly could be. As good as these notes are, they only tell part of the story of the night, we began not knowing each other, we began with feelings of anxiety toward entering the box, we began with a feeling of unease towards viewing people in such a way, but we also began armed with the knowledge of what this piece could do and we left the work all the better for it.
And finally we end the night with the refined collection of emotive terms and phrases - far more valuable to us than questionnaires etc. could ever be as it is a physical remnant of the night, a tangible reminder which has become enshrined in our memories. Its form is immediately recognizable and the information contained within is as succinct as it possibly could be. As good as these notes are, they only tell part of the story of the night, we began not knowing each other, we began with feelings of anxiety toward entering the box, we began with a feeling of unease towards viewing people in such a way, but we also began armed with the knowledge of what this piece could do and we left the work all the better for it.
