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Kinetoscope - fresque à 360° - street art

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Kinetoscope - fresque à 360° - street art

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Street Art Collab Starfightera / Ease One

Salton Sea, California

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The jarring contrast between living in a truck with three people in a vast desert vs. a 3rd floor apartment in a booming metropolis is inescapable. The better option seems like a no brainer. A big comfy bed. Grocery stores with endless selections. A closet with racks of soft, clean clothes. Um, YES. Ding-ding-ding!

I still find myself split. The concept of immaculate, spacious bathrooms and modern day plumbing makes it a tough call--I'd never imagined I'd find myself lauding an art gallery bathroom in Palm Springs for having the ideal sink for face washing. Now that I'm home, my own bathroom has me short of breath. No cracked mirror! No dirt! Hand soap! Stench-free! A shower, whenever, just because!

Yet, somehow, my apartment as a whole seems haunting. It feels… almost too spacious. I can't shake this altered perception, an understanding I'd have never reached if I hadn't broken routine, left the corporate world, detonated my comfort zone and temporarily fled Los Angeles.

This apartment I called "home" was so removed from nature, so far from what had felt real in the desert. I lived closer to my neighbors in LA, yet knew none by name. My typical day had been spent in relative isolation, hopping from my home, to car, to traffic, to work, to home, my face buried in my phone to forget my reality.

We are united out in the des.

We stay on land shared with us by our new neighbors. We crack jokes and ponder the universe while working together to revitalize a beautiful space. We are 2 women and 4 men with an age range of 23-60, a diverse and peculiar group to the outside eye. We've formed a genuine bond in less than a week.

We don't have time for our phones, we don't feel the need. Our alarm clock is the desert sun when it becomes too hot to sleep, or the sensation of a fly choosing our face for its next relay race. A car door serves as the only barrier between sand dunes, acres of land, unobstructed sky.

This vast desert community allows for full expression, a freedom from what we feel we're supposed to be, the ability to play out who we truly are. If I had continued in a cubicle, staring at a computer screen, I'd have never had this realization. If I hadn't leapt from my self-constructed cage, I'd have never experienced the rich life that exists just outside the jail cell doors.

Mindless office work to pay loans and afford modern day luxuries had left me unfulfilled. The discovery of a nonjudgmental setting that fostered true human connection was like finding a unicorn. While my heart will yearn for the best of both worlds and my mind will demand I return to society and play pretend, it's my gut that will always consider this desert world my true home.

Written by Courtney Carter | psydekick.com

Art by Christina Angelina, Ease One