By Kiša Lala
Still from Kaspar Astrup Schröder’s documentary My Playground
The city is fenced in by walls, carved up by streets, railings and barricades. Paths guide people through the city and prevent them spilling into places outside them. Free-runners transgress spaces off-limits, ascend the sides of dwellings, jump gaps between them. Walls, hurdles, ramparts do not stop them from going through them. Through their bodies the city is made transparent, its skeleton exposed.
Still from Kaspar Astrup Schröder’s documentary My Playground
