Am I living in a box? This refrain from the 80s seemed to be very amusing in my teenage years. Just like the character from the funny video we used to step in and out of some cardboard boxes. In-out, in-out and with advancement of time in became longer, out – much shorter. Finally we shut ourselves in, tired and alienated, everybody sunken in their private world: persons, groups, little communities withdrawn to themselves, blind and deaf for all and everything around hidden in their faceless package.
Could there be anything truly unique in there or the emptiness and anonymity inside are even worse and more frightening?

Alexander Valchev   2015