"Artists have often turned to the window: as a pictorial convention to articulate the illusory space of linear perspective; as a metaphor for photographic vision that contrasts with the introverted and reflective mirror; and as a theatrical curtain that divides public from private space.
We are in a moment where the windows of our apartments and homes are our most consistent connections to “In Real Life” (IRL). Our friends, loved ones and neighbors are in their homes looking out.
As artists shift from our studios and classrooms to our homes, we look to windows as frames, viewfinders, exhibition spaces, and stages and, most importantly, as sites of connection to share experiences in this time of self-isolation, quarantine, and seclusion."
Han E.S. Eckelberg
Seattle, WA, USA
Window Serenade (a poem):
A soft breeze,
And wind chimes;
Today,
A piece of music was sung to me,
In the open air,
At night,
Under the window,
of my lover.
To the Chinese, wind chimes are used to ward off evil spirits and attract good luck to the surrounding areas. Ever since I was young, my family has always had wind chimes hung around every corner. We live on a busy street, so the only time when we can hear the wind chimes "sing" is at night. During the pandemic, things have quieted down outside our home. But the presence from the chimes now leave a resonance throughout the whole day. Today I witnessed raccoons coming out in the middle of the day and a few rabbits hopping in my backyard. Having these moments to reflect, I've also seen the amount of birds that fly and hang out in the neighborhood. As people are staying at home, nature has responded back positively with the return of animals in certain areas of the world and an overall decrease in climate change. May the chimes be a reflection of the wind, the changes that are happening around the world, and may we bounce back from this together.