I collected the data of my path in my room for 14 days during the COVID-19 outbreak in NYC.
I tracked myself everyday from 10:00am - 10:00pm.
The box simulates the space of my room.
During the endless quarantine life, the meaning and concept of "space" have changed for me. My room is a promise of safety, a feeling of secure, but also a cage. I dreamed about walking out of this space every night, but I always woke up with scare. I made my effort to enjoy the limited freedom inside my room, at the same time I was desperate to get out from it. This confined space is no longer only a room for me in this time, it is a cage for security, a box for protection and the summary of my existence.
Top layer of the box
Second layer of the box