In Chinese, a platform is evocatively called 月台, literally “moon stage.” A few stories account for the allusion. Some say it was the name of a podium in the courtyard of a traditional compound house, where families gathered to watch the moon above the eaves. In another version, it is a pun on 越, meaning passage. On a melancholic note, it can also be a place for parting under the moon.
Titled “platform 月台” in Chinese, To the Moon is a site-specific, participatory installation presented at the Jordan Valley Park, a former dumpsite, during Mid Autumn. The festival was once an occasion to celebrate harvest. People savoured every bite with gratitude to nature and hard work. Now an overstock of mass-produced mooncakes is always sold at slashed prices. Inside near vacuum plastic wrappings, do we still feel the warmth of the sun, the vitality of soil and the purity of water?
In a post-industrial society, urban life dashes forward on a one-way track. Nature is extracted, consumed, and then trashed. When fossil fuels run out, civilization turns to nuclear. In the thunder of motors and a suffocating miasma, where are we heading to?
Illuminated by the moon at its fullest, a train routes through five imaginary cities. They were conceived by a group of ten-year-olds, and evolve around the five elements—water, wood, fire, earth and gold—in a renewable cycle. Could this be a blueprint for our future?