The public-private contrast of brooklyn streets on a regular afternoon.
Walking down the main streets of the part of Brooklyn located on East River (seperating Long Island and Manhattan), I could not help but
noticing the surprisingly close relation to the point in western movies when the bad guys have rust ridden into town and the streets are
deserted. A dull atmosphere and feeling of emptiness could be sensed throughout the streets.
This inanimacy was emphasised by the barricaded facades. The vast majority of the windows were blocked by blinds, curtains, shutters,
etc. ensuring that no silhouettes or life would be perceived and shared with the public.
With extremely limited access to semi-private spaces the contrast between public and private is expressed in one line, the facade, perhaps
resulting in a desire to eliminate the connection between the two.
