The 80s. Two kids from Bogota with different social status.

The first kid builds a castle with some plastic blocks taken out from a bucket. The pieces are scattered everywhere. The colors do not match, but it does not matter as the modular construction is always susceptible to change. The walls are thick and the windows are assembled with a click. The pieces that covered the floor of the child’s room start disappearing, one by one, giving the height to the new levels of the structure. He builds the towers and the bridges. When he makes a mistake, he disassembles the pieces and starts again.

The other kid miraculously survives. He works in a brickyard carrying the remains of imperfect, damaged and broken bricks in the recycling area. He does not earn very good money and lives in a shack that is curiously made of brass.

The first boy grew up and became an architect. He plans everything digitally. He no longer touches the materials or the tools, not even the measuring devices. He builds everything in his mind and translates it into his office computer. A design for people with ideal characteristics, serving the ego of its creator.

The second boy is part of an Anti-riot squadron. The command chief has made him his favorite worker as he recognizes the different calibers and compositions of compound construction materials that can be found in shrapnel.


Beginning of 2017. Two men from Bogota with different social status.


Carlos Bonil