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In the City

By Frederik Lindskov

We rarely think about it. Wherever we are in the city, walls, roads and even the air above our heads is loaded   with hidden cables, wires and plugins. An enormus and urban nervous system lies hidden within the corps of the   city and interacts with everything we do as a silent but inevitable partner. Even though these installations   literally connects the hours of the day visible cables are none the less a visual taboo. The city should be the   incarnation of functionality – we think - thus claiming the perfect room to be the room of the hidden causes –   the room where the source lies completely hidden and the power is absolutely powerful. We like it this way    because any hidden cause multiplys the aesthetics and magic of the resulted power. Less is more, we say.  

In many ways the aesthetical dimension almost equals the hidden and yet effective; the modest and yet   powerful. Well accomplished architecture, engineering, craftsmanship, design and often even art is in many   ways measured on a scale of “the aesthetics of the hidden” – once again it's because hidden power signals   easiness and superiority. Thus it’s no wonder that we rarely consider what lies beneath our feet or within the   wall or how the power suddenly apperas as light in the room.  

Yet we haven’t completely succeeded in this hiding obsession. Everywhere here and there a wire is visible in the   corner and a plugin shows us all its practicality and if you train your eyes a little bit, focusing, the urban grid   of wires and cables suddenly seems to be spreading along every surface. Outdoor the cables shoot up from   under ground and wherever you turn your eyes they become air born cable grids hanging above   your head.   These grids stop by the walls of the houses but only to continue in new patterns on the inside.  

Suddenly you’ll see it all; the before invisible matrix of cables. Everything is connected in a huge and delicate   power grid. All the concrete and iron vanishes away along with all the noise and time. In a silent, infinite   moment room and surface is transformed into a matrix of light without shadow and cables without dimensions.   The city becomes a grid of urban stories.