Without them, no maze, no labyrinth, just empty spaces…
May they be made of turf and stones (symbolic), yew, rocks or bricks (actual)… also graphite, ink, oil or paper, filling the white.
A labyrinth starts with perpendicular walls, a “seed pattern” from which emerges a corridor, the path to the entrance…Two parallel walls frame an empty space from which emerges a maze, unfurling a path to the exit.
As soon as one draws lines, they symbolically turn into walls or invert into corridors.
One day, I flew over Venice, metaphorically—Google Earth. There I saw new possibilities: canals and bridges, creating a new duality. The canals-network-maze and the bridges-and-streets-maze.
In Segregation, I imagined a maze-city featuring streets, bridges, marinas, squares and forums. Those paths are ensnared in another complex system of canals and fountains. As the city grew, so did pollution: soiled poisonous water is all that is left to its people. Segregations then emerge based on wealth and only a handful of citizens have the resources to purify the water they use. This might sound like a pessimistic anticipation, but pure water will certainly be at stakes in the decades to come…
What shall we use
To fill the empty spaces
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill
The final places?
How should I complete the wall…
— Pink Floyd ; Empty Spaces ; 1979