i miss my office

“i miss you office” recreates the outlines of a fantasy office frozen in the collective imagination of “open space,” the hegemonic symbol the 1980s business. The passing of time on the frozen workspace speaks of the evolution and the palpable mutation of elements that finally reassert themselves on the theatre of adjoining screens, of shared calendars, of removable plywood cells, of the acoustics of a call center, henceforth delocalized. Programmed obsolescence is determined here only by nature and time upon the fragile temporality of industry. It’s an allegory of the present day, a pandemic era of deserted offices where the invisible now overflows, changing and transforming the administrative decor. The last bureaucratic phantoms having fled, ceding place to unsuspected lives eclipsed until now by King Work, imagination and sensitivity have definitively triumphed over industrial authority.