This division between eye/I, would appear to structure a number of myths, most notably that of Narcissus and Echo, as well as those of Odysseus (Blinding the cyclop, my name is no-one) Perseus, Oedipus, Diana and Acteon.. There is a call in seeing, a proyection onto wich our gaze search for an encounter and a space of recognition from the other, having this call shatter the illusory deception of the gaze that - blind to its self -desires. As with Narcissus, deaf to the difference that is the voice of the other, the difference of Echo's repetitions absorves his own death as he submits himself to the reflection of his own denying this way any possible communication with an other that is calling to him. There are any number of confrontational eyes, all sorts of evil eyes, stare downs, looks that kill, the gaze of Medusa. A gaze of blindness and death.

Blind men embodied a metaphore as they become iconic figures, as they - in their blindness - represent "visually" the the ideal of the wise men! A visual dialectic embedded in a gaze that is not there but for us to see, naked and transmutating into sound. A sounds that does not reach us quite unless is mediated by the powerful microphone of a video camera, as such is the sound pollution that affects you as you walk the streets of downtown Shanghai. Visual saturation in a hypercommodified race towards consumerism and rampant capitalism. So, amongst this chaos, this pandemonium, the blind beggar navegates leaving behind echos of china's classical past. He navigates against a very voracious human flood - in search of satisfying the hunger of a most volatile desire - only with his instrument and its armonious melodies before they are swallowed by the masses. Almost like the movement of the tide, they come and go - I see you now, I dont see you. I dont see you at all but you can see/hear me. There is no moral obligation it seems, there is no cultural contract of responsability and guilt. A laberynth of gazes and reflexions. A fascinating space to dive into or to reflect upon. I am just walking open to the encounter as I know they are there, anywhere at a turn of a corner.