What does life consist of?”

Each of the lives that we cannot see through the walls of a building, but know that it is there, that each of which is any life for us, that we think is equal to each other when it is not visible to us on its own actually consists of difference and its actualization. When the lives lived in small cubes are visible to the other only thanks to the balconies, the balcony has turned into a space where this difference is opened and folded, the difference is revived there, and it has become a proof that life is maintained not with cells and respiration, but with the power of life.

In the pandemic period when mobility has decreased, this difference, opaque with walls, in the overwhelming life with its mediocrity, cliché and automaticity, calls out to us from the balconies: Can the world exist without our designs?