12 out of 45 scanographs of an aerial shot from Ansel Adams, Freeway Interchange, Los Angeles (1967) / 92 x 60 cm each / 2019

published in Weaving In, ZINE zum Klangfestival, 2019.

When I think about globalism, I think about images, icons that were made to make us believe we were going into the right direction. Stories of going far, fast, and ­expanding.
I think about great distances covered in ridiculous amount of time. A highway is a good symbol for it. It connects point A to point B the fastest it can. concrete infrastructures are less and less constrained by ­physical landscape, cutting deep into rocks, bridging valleys. It wants to bring together by freeing the way. So we develop networks to ­convey, to export, to sell, and at whatever costs stay mobile. Because a ­prosperous society must be a mobile one.

Now that I talk about moving, I wonder how much time have I spent sitting still, speeding across ribbons of roads? ­Transiting from city A to city B on ­asphalt parallels, where contact is only accidental.
Pictures, animated myths in our living room, relaying how ­progressive the ­monumental lanes are. However, it is rarely acknowledged how boring a road transformed into a highway becomes. Instead, we hear how road networks are the most felt need for socio-economic development in remote areas. ­Everything has to be accessible, the fastest possible.

The thing about connecting A to B the quickest way, means ignoring what stands in between. You cannot afford to stop; you must focus on speeding. Landscape- turned-to-asphalt. As much as this high-speed progress gives ­access, it isolates. It cuts off places, to favour others.

Time is money, forget about the scenic roads. 

So I weave myself at turbo-pace on monumental lanes that distribute ­cities. Going through junctions on smog days without interruption.

Weaving on a freeway is described as an undesirable situation, where traffic veering right and left must cross paths within a limited distance, to be able to merge with traffic on the through lane.

On our way to connectivity we simply don’t have time to meet anymore.

Julien Segarra


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