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Josh Harris, ‘Quiet: We Live In Public’, 1999-2000
‘Quiet: We Live in Public’ is an Orwellian, Big Brother type art project developed in the late ‘90s which placed more than 100 volunteers in a human terrarium under New York City, with many webcams following and capturing every move they made.
Running over the turn of the Millennium, the performance ran for over a month, during which an ad-hoc community of human subjects lived in pods in a six-storey Broadway warehouse (financed by Harris himself), each pod wired up and effectively functioning as a TV channel, streamed live to the web via Harris’s online TV portal at Pseudo.com. It was 1,000 times more vital and acute than the still-nascent Big Brother. “Don’t bring your money,” Harris said. “Everything here is free”.
’Quiet’ featured a shooting range you could hear from the street, a banquet hall, theatre, temple, club, giant game of Risk, and a public shower area, all covered by cameras. But more than anything, it offered its residents complete freedom. There were drugs and public sex – at one point, Harris, in the guise of a clown called 'Luvvy’, attempted to coordinate simultaneous orgasms between three couples. There were 110 surveillance cameras through the space, and every “resident” had their own channel through which to watch each other. Anyone in the central control booth of the bunker could watch anyone else as they ate, slept, made art, fought, and had sex.
The bunker was raided by the NYPD on the morning of Jan. 1, 2000. It had descended into chaos, and everyone was evicted.
This event has been dubbed one of the best performance art pieces of all time.
A documentary was also made by Ondi Timoner about Harris and this piece, winning several awards. It can be watched in full here.
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Oh dang. It’s our best of the month. We’ve got women reigning supreme, folks obsessed with phone screens, and a joke that made us scream.