Between 100, and 99 red balloons were let loose on a street in Eugene, OR. They roamed there for an hour.
We wanted to question the way we use the city today, and where do we chose to allocate our shared resources.
It was a call to imagine a different urban landscape, one not dominated by the car, and the technocratic language of efficiency.
The neighbors came out, and we chatted for a while. Most cars turned around confused.
The wind was in charge. It changed the shape of the city for a little while.
It was messy. Like in a schoolyard, groups formed, there were races, some tried to escape, there were a few loud pops. No one cried.
The world didn’t end.
