Calamity
As the international
mobility and international crisis might not go so well in hand, the european
solidarity corps troops closes its doors and opens its laptops to enter into
the phase of teletrabalho. I sit in the dirty streets watching the occasional tourist
throwing coins into a bucket attached to a string from some balcony where three
rugged musicians are playing fado-punk. (I guess street musicians are
technically always doing teletrabalho, if they live on the streets?). In this
calamity it is easy to overlook the beauty of the houses of Lisboa, with
colourful mosaique tiles uniting to stand out in their identicality. I guess
soon many will be full with people, pasta and toilet paper, and others remain
empty as the air between the hanging bucket and the street.
I walk towards the green
metro line. I think about the difficulty I have of separating utility fromfutility,
and I worry about staying in the comfort zones of passivity. As a volunteer I
am helping in the preparation for the Live it Lisbon summer school which will
bring together people from all over the world for community work, cooking and
learning portugese, in addition to all the little gestures that happen when
making a group. Stroking her hair behind her ear, stretching an arm out to pat
him on the back, shy smiles aimed at the one next to you. Hoping all these
gesures will happen, I look out to the underground passing through Roma, the
platform almost empty. Since I don’t take so many pictures, I give you this
list instead of suggestions of things to do inside your house:
- watch lifehacks videos
and try out as much as possible
- write long letters and
spray them with desinfectant
- meditate
- learn how to make
infographics
- read portugese books
- play solitary
- grow sprouts
- take and old t-shirt and
cut it into reusable toilet paper
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