Crankie
The audience waits in dim light. They hear the sound of paper fluttering, sliding, and crinkling, before they see […]
The audience waits in dim light. They hear the sound of paper fluttering, sliding, and crinkling, before they see […]
Under El Sisi, where every inch of the city is controlled by the army, censorship spreads like a plague, and the possibility of any form of creative expression in the public space – especially graffiti, which was an extremely important medium during the revolution – is close to nil. And so the appearance of a work of street art on such a gigantic scale is phenomenal.
It is possible to imagine this room, because you have been in it before.