Panopticon

It is an Interactive Installation that deals with the issues of immigration, wars and surveillance of citizens on a global scale.
The project is currently under construction and consists of an abstract representation of the World Map drawn on the floor from cables which connect Piezo sensors to a Raspberry Pi 4 Single Board Computer and which get activated when pressed , producing sounds related to the country in which the corresponding sensor is placed on the floor.
A Webcam will be placed on the ceiling, which will be connected to the Raspberry Pi and will recognize the viewer's position in space and other characteristics about the viewer , thus contributing to the creation of the feeling of being watched.
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Zoe is a 25 year-old student, living in Corfu island, Greece with her only friend and roommate Anne. Waking up late an afternoon Zoe realises that her friend is missing and she goes out at night alone in search of her. The strangely empty and quiet town, a series of bizzare events and the sense that she's been followed gives her the realization that something strange is going on and her eager to find her friend grows stronger.
At that time she comes across a dark human figure that wants to capture her. Trying to escape, Zoe ends up in a white room with nothing but a mirror inside.
As she walks closer to the mirror she sees that someone is trapped inside a room. Thinking that it's her friend Anne she reaches and goes through the mirror into that other room.
As she sits down next to the other person, thinking that she is Anne, she realizes it's her own self. In a desperate and decisive moment she tries to save her double, only to realize that her double can not cross to the other side of the mirror. Realizing that there's no way out the double lets go of Zoes hand.
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