This is a perosnal photo essay that explores our urban identity through the architecture and infrastructure that is part of our daily lives. The fact that we project ourselves on the structure that surrounds us, allowing it to become a significant part of our identity is obvious. What is remarkable is that this quality functions even at the most commonplace level; the lace curtains chosen for the window that faces the parking lot; the carved metal doorknob; the peach bougainvillea at the balcony.
This is an attempt to decipher the mundane details of our lives, what is little said and little seen, ‘the unconscious of the urban’. The space chosen to study these urban semiotics is my apartment building. The building is drenched in time, where the old and the new are continually contesting their boundaries; nearly all the residents have lived their whole lives here and the structure reflects this long relationship.