Prototype 5: A Positive Negative

This is prototype is where i decided to do a 180. Instead of trying to be positive about the bridging of the two kinds of people, i took a lesson from the past. Eunuch, male, sometimes female were removed of their reproductive organs essentially losing a big part of themselves but it didnt stop them from being important or necessity. Specifically in China, depending on the emperor, he turns people into eunuch as a lesser form of the death penalty, prisoners of war, or people who have revolted against him. people are resource and killing people is not productive. This allowed a very specific niche to be filled, mostly regarding the ability to be high servants in the houses of the emperor, in fact eunuchs are used as a form of thank you as the emperor send them to be as gifts or peace offering. They value eunuchs because their inability to touch the wives or concubine of the emperors harem, they will bear no child and therefore will be incredibly unlikely to depose them and create an heir, a line of succession. And the fact that they cant and dont have families which make them excellent on focusing on their work without the baggage of families.

 My prototype is less macabre, but still plays with the idea of how body modification make homeless people desirable by giving them abilities that we would want for a helper. It is still bringing two class of people making them enter the world. The modification involved being smarter, and more powerful. The fine print is that the homeless person couldnt pay for the treatment, and is essentially sponsored by the family that the homeless person will be  serving for 5 years and until then they have serve you. They are not slaves in the traditional term that they are forced to work from day to night, think more in the sense of a butler or maid. They are more favorable to their  employer exercising the idea of friendly but not familiar.

i got people to play the role of a well off person in the year 2076 and see how they would react and view their butler, how will they see them as a person. People treated them like a butler, with making them do menial things. like answering simple problems or opening the door for them

there were many comments on how they appeared, as i have used the image of the homeless person, people wanted to have the person to be cleaned up Others also spoke about what do they want, that they don’t want to force the person to do things unless they want to.

The next prototype is similar to the one above

still about the homeless butler. This time i wanted to test peoples feeling and reaction about the homeless person as a part of the house rather than a server. I asked if they would take the butler with them on vacation, have a live in butler, would open the door for them, if they had the chance to save their server in exchange for a random person who is not homeless.

people were mostly on board with the idea of bringing the server with them to vacation, unanimously agreed on letting the homeless person stay with them as a live in server, split with most of the people willing to open the door, unanimously agree to save their butler.

Franz

Prototype 4: Someone said something about a questionnaire?

So the interesting thing about this block is to prototype something that doesnt exist and also said that a questionnaire is a very weak form of gathering data, but it is still something that i thought that would be very beneficial for my process.

This was due to the negative acceptance of having dinner with homeless people for free, “out of the kindness of our hearts’ as many people were not comfortable with the idea of bringing a random person into their home as they were weirded out by it.

  i was testing the idea of how people would react to a transaction or exchange instead of a giving aspect of charity. It preserves the integrity of the homeless to have  job or a meaningful work instead of waiting for hand outs as some people i have interviewed has pointed out and bridges the gap between non homeless people to have an established system that allowed homeless people to work for people with homes in exchange for dinner with the family of the home they have worked in.

Theres a chart from 1 to 10  to express their feeling on how likely they are going to let a homeless person do the chores instead of the person in exchange for dinner

the categories were

Groceries
General House Cleaning
Car Washing

the main concern for the people is that they want to clean the homeless person first before they enter and about half of the people said that they want them to be clean first before before they arrive and the other half said that they dont mind the person to clean in their house as long as they are clean

For groceries many people were hesitant in allowing a person they did not know what to do because as most have said that  they have always done their groceries and for them it is a chance to buy new things they they forgot or not on their shopping list. most of the people didnt mind that the homeless person do their shopping with an average of 7 and a minority was completely against the idea.

For General house cleaning, there was an almost unanimous decision with the highest point was 4 that they are not willing to let a homeless person clean their homes even if they were cleaned or did a good job. Many comments about the quality of work, how trustful they are and worried about their belongings getting stolen.

For the last one, car was, people were generally inclined to let the homeless person clean their car as people weren’t that worried about it.

many people were surprised in knowing how to pay or reward the homeless people for their service with dinner with them. People commented how strange it is  but will try it, to meet someone new.

Franz

Prototype 3: A little late, only a little

So now I have a definitive kind of thing I am trying to test. To bridge the interactions between well-off humans with homeless people. So I began to think about what makes things work together without needing to know each other’s background except for a specific part. I began to look what I do and I play a lot of MOBA, Massive Online Battle Arena Like a game called Dota2. It is an intensive game with lots to learn before you can even begin to start playing. Essentially before the game begins players have essentially an idea of who they are going to play with. People around their own skills and have an idea of how the game works without needing to explain to them how to play the game. It is an interesting idea because when you play a game it doesn’t matter who they are only as long as they can play. This can lead to some very unexpected relationships and bonding.

So for my third prototype, i decided to play with the idea of a game played between a homeless person and a well-off person. I prototyped the game tic-tac-toe

https://flic.kr/p/MBs3Bg

I asked people if they are willing to play this game often, how they reacted when they found out that they were playing with a homeless person were very interesting, some person found it humbling, some people were put off and even apologetic. But all said that it didn’t really matter even if they were homeless but were just caught off guard that they didn’t know who they were playing against. But since we are talking about the future, the game that is to be played in the year 2076, isn’t tic-tac-toe, it is most likely a repeatable game simple to learn but could be complex to master, that is not limited to a screen to screen game. It will be a game that will generate important commodities such as food or blankets during the game. This can be done through the physical motions that convert actions into heat to cook prepared food to be given to the homeless person or a side effect from the actions allows a material object such as a blanket to be made. As a side note, I asked the players and most of them are very likely to give the food that was generated even if they were given the options to keep the food for themselves. Although this was due to the lack of confidence they had for the food being made but in the future all that should not be a problem

Franz

Future

1. Creation
kriːˈeɪʃ(ə)n
The action or process of bringing something into existence

2. Innovation
ɪnəˈveɪʃ(ə)n
The act or process of innovating
A new method, idea, product, etc.

3. Invention
ɪnˈvɛnʃ(ə)n
The action of inventing something, typically a process or device
Something, typically a process or device, that has been invented
creative ability.

Futures

1. Creation
kriːˈeɪʃ(ə)n
The action or process of bringing something into existence

2. Innovation
ɪnəˈveɪʃ(ə)n
The act or process of innovating
A new method, idea, product, etc.

3. Invention
ɪnˈvɛnʃ(ə)n 
The action of inventing something, typically a process or device
Something, typically a process or device, that has been invented
creative ability.

Prototype 2: Blind

On Friday, i performed my second prototype.

But before getting into the prototype, i want to mention a few things. This project, the one i picked, it began with overpopulation and i looked at the problem again and looked at it from a different angle and it led me to the problem of homeless people. And personally it hit me in a fundamental way? Why is it a problem? Why do we consider homeless people ‘a problem’. Is it because it is inconvenient for us? I’m the manager of a shop and i come early in the morning to open and i see a homeless person in front i tell him to move because it’s inconvenient for me to see a homeless person staying in front of the shop. Why is it that some people have the ability to be blind the world around us, carefully navigating around, making the extra effort to avoid them. Because i cant help them? because someone else will help them? Or do people just don’t care? People speak of equality, of evenness, our right as a human to be treated fairly yet we create a very distinguishable boundaries that separates us from them. Because we want to protect the familiar. We want to protect the people around us, not strangers we don’t know, we already associate homelessness as failure, as someone who has given up therefor we they are less deserving of our hard earned money right? We worked hard, why cant they? Why cant i be as blind as other people, the ability to walk right past a homeless person and do nothing and be ignorant about it saying someone else will help that person eludes me, as it is an always gut wrenching feeling to the point i avoid the main street to escape the feeling. I have been asking the people in class if any of them has spoken to a homeless person to the point where they asked their name, most of them replied that they have not and followed by, now i feel bad. Funny. One thing to note, i have felt incredibly anxious to donate money, and it would have been easier to donate to a charity. Why? I think because fundamentally again it goes back to the fear of the unknown as i was one of the people who never have spoken to a homeless person to the point where i asked their name. But i made a conscience decision to donate it to a homeless person because whether or not its true, i felt that it will help them better rather than an organisation.

Forgive my heated introduction. This project is getting me more than i expected. On the the prototype

I met a total of three homeless people, Sam from Ukraine, Simon and Brett. After unwittingly stealing from other students in AUT, i used their contributions and used it to help people around Queen street.

In the beginning, I gave my self the courage to speak to a homeless person named Sam and has been in the street for about 3 years, he was sitting outside of Carls Jr. he was selling various shell things. He stays with his son and mentioned that he was not homeless And this is what I bought

https://www.flickr.com/photos/franzlom/shares/g34iq7

Its two shell stuck together, painted white and with 2 painted hearts. and given me a piece of paper he said that

https://www.flickr.com/photos/franzlom/shares/q801J3

hard top deciphers but from what i can tell it is pretty much what the conversation we had.

I then began a conversation with him, asked for his name and then had a conversation with me. He is originally from Yugoslavia no known as Croatia as he explained me. He then went off just speaking about his hatred about royalties. The fact that they have the ‘right’ to legally take things away from you because it is their ‘right’. Very evident as he mentioned that he recently came from a court for something about slandering royalties. He then went on that the most important thing is the brain and it is all what he has left. that humans and royalties are not different as they all poo but are different because of their birthright, I can only imagine if he was cheated out of his land or something in his home as I didn’t push for anymore information.

He is a very aged man,  and slightly slurred speech which made some part of his sentence hard to understand. Before i spoke to him i noticed his head down with his arm in the air holding his piece of paper. While i was speaking to him, the only other person that interacted with him was another two homeless people and knew him by name and said hi how he was doing. Before speaking to him, he really looks incredibly down almost lost his will but is holding on to his piece of paper and waiting for someone to listen to him and pass hos knowledge.

Second person i met was a homeless man named Simon with a Tupperware as his collection method in front of a west pack bank who has been there for 6 years with a duffel bag next to him. Incredibly down man, looking holding his knees close to his chest, not making himself obvious or trying to get attention from people, just silently waiting. I then said hi and asked his name. He is a much younger than Sam and probably not much older than me. He has a mother that lives in Maurewa and sleeps in his brothers van. I offered him to buy food but apparently according to the doctor, he cant eat fastfood as it is unhealthy for him, i assumed he has some sort of dietary condition rather than a picky diet, or what i told myself anyway. I bought him coffee and muffin at a nearby shop and noticed how the other patrons reacted when he entered the shop, everybody was very wary and kept their distance. Simon oddly knows the employees but even them were very wary of him as i feel the uneasiness from everyone. He then continues to say that he meets his mother every 5 or 10 weeks depending on their last fight. needless to say that Simon and mother dont have a terrific relationship, but amazes me how a mother still reaches out to her child, i guess there really is nothing greater than a mothers love. He doesnt stay with her mother because it is no approrpiate and there is not a lot space where her mother is staying. Simon also mentions that he didnt go to school because he really didnt have an upbringing that supported that as i urged him to go back to school. He also says that there are various reasons and things he need to do before he can think for himself. I didnt pry any further. I asked him what if someone walked up to him to offer their home to stay in the couple of days, he said he wasnt sure because depending if the people are nice or appropriate. This only leads to oneself to speculate to what kind of childhood Simon have to be so worried, to feel so inadequate

Lastly I met Brett, he is stationed outside of Rod and Gun and he is making origami art to sell and have been there for about 6 years as well, he had the top part of a shoe box as his box to collect money with the words, support art busking. He was a older gentleman, older than Simon but younger than Sam. He had broken broken glasses where half the ear handles is missing and the nose bridge is taped roughly, his glasses was incredibly in rough shape. He stayed in the backpackers lodge, no family except for some of the other long term members of the place. Made an effort to say the stuff he is making is incredibly simple and simply needs only time which he has a lot of. i could not afford what he is selling but i gave the rest of the money i got from the box to him.

There was something enlightening speaking these gentlemen all of them have their own happiness they appreciate around them. With the money I collected I knew it wasn’t any game changing amount and I couldnt give it to each person in queen street so I had to pick who I was going to interact with. So even if I know it or not there are already biased methods of picking of who deserved the money. Based on how they look, how badly they needed the money from my imaginary high horse. Picking and choosing people based on appearance, based on what i think is right. What if I made the wrong choice. What if there is another street corner I didnt reach and that person died because they havent eaten in 9 days. People say you cant help everyone, and I know that i have played many RPG to know that you cant do everything, that everyone cant is saved sacrifices have to made. to make the hard calls. But why does it hurt. To know these things. Why cant i be normal like everyone around me and shrug it off. The  high class environment, working area, luxury area that is queen street juxtaposed with the homeless people begging in the street creates such an uneasy feeling within me for as long as i can remember. Simon hungry but is in front of a fast food chain almost taunting him for his predicament. Sam sitting in front of a bank, a place where all of his worries can disappear, a place of money, a place of greed. Brett sitting in front of high-end clothes line whereas he hasn’t receive new clothes in years. All of these things paint such an unsettling scene. Where the poor exist side by side with money and food within arms reached but prevented by a wall we call money. Can i become as blind as other people? I was unexpectedly given money, from my first prototype and it led me here. Questioning why is homelessness is a problem. Why is it such a detrimental position to be in and why cant we do anything about me. There have been homeless people before me, and much more will come after me, but if being born in the right family is all there is to it, why did i get. There are far more deserving people then me, who is smarter than me. Disaster events life are all connected to give an outcome. to help, to be conceited, to do nothing. Everyday i contemplate being lazy for an assignment which lead to bad grades but whats after that. Everyday my friends make jokes about just doing nothing because university is too hard but these are real to some people. be lazy. But why do i think this when there are other people who experienced life in such a different way, in such a harsh way.

Franz

PS. in the end of my second prototype i still dont know what my final project is.

PSS. Sorry for the unforgiving long post but many things i could not have prevented as this project as my fingers just could not stop typing

Prototype 2: Blind

On Friday, i performed my second prototype. 

But before getting into the prototype, i want to mention a few things. This project, the one i picked, it began with overpopulation and i looked at the problem again and looked at it from a different angle and it led me to the problem of homeless people. And personally it hit me in a fundamental way? Why is it a problem? Why do we consider homeless people ‘a problem’. Is it because it is inconvenient for us? I’m the manager of a shop and i come early in the morning to open and i see a homeless person in front i tell him to move because it’s inconvenient for me to see a homeless person staying in front of the shop. Why is it that some people have the ability to be blind the world around us, carefully navigating around, making the extra effort to avoid them. Because i cant help them? because someone else will help them? Or do people just don’t care? People speak of equality, of evenness, our right as a human to be treated fairly yet we create a very distinguishable boundaries that separates us from them. Because we want to protect the familiar. We want to protect the people around us, not strangers we don’t know, we already associate homelessness as failure, as someone who has given up therefor we they are less deserving of our hard earned money right? We worked hard, why cant they? Why cant i be as blind as other people, the ability to walk right past a homeless person and do nothing and be ignorant about it saying someone else will help that person eludes me, as it is an always gut wrenching feeling to the point i avoid the main street to escape the feeling. I have been asking the people in class if any of them has spoken to a homeless person to the point where they asked their name, most of them replied that they have not and followed by, now i feel bad. Funny. One thing to note, i have felt incredibly anxious to donate money, and it would have been easier to donate to a charity. Why? I think because fundamentally again it goes back to the fear of the unknown as i was one of the people who never have spoken to a homeless person to the point where i asked their name. But i made a conscience decision to donate it to a homeless person because whether or not its true, i felt that it will help them better rather than an organisation. 

Forgive my heated introduction. This project is getting me more than i expected. On the the prototype

I met a total of three homeless people, Sam from Ukraine, Simon and Brett. After unwittingly stealing from other students in AUT, i used their contributions and used it to help people around Queen street.

In the beginning, I gave my self the courage to speak to a homeless person named Sam and has been in the street for about 3 years, he was sitting outside of Carls Jr. he was selling various shell things. He stays with his son and mentioned that he was not homeless And this is what I bought

https://www.flickr.com/photos/franzlom/shares/g34iq7

Its two shell stuck together, painted white and with 2 painted hearts. and given me a piece of paper he said that 

https://www.flickr.com/photos/franzlom/shares/q801J3

hard top deciphers but from what i can tell it is pretty much what the conversation we had.

I then began a conversation with him, asked for his name and then had a conversation with me. He is originally from Yugoslavia no known as Croatia as he explained me. He then went off just speaking about his hatred about royalties. The fact that they have the ‘right’ to legally take things away from you because it is their ‘right’. Very evident as he mentioned that he recently came from a court for something about slandering royalties. He then went on that the most important thing is the brain and it is all what he has left. that humans and royalties are not different as they all poo but are different because of their birthright, I can only imagine if he was cheated out of his land or something in his home as I didn’t push for anymore information.

He is a very aged man,  and slightly slurred speech which made some part of his sentence hard to understand. Before i spoke to him i noticed his head down with his arm in the air holding his piece of paper. While i was speaking to him, the only other person that interacted with him was another two homeless people and knew him by name and said hi how he was doing. Before speaking to him, he really looks incredibly down almost lost his will but is holding on to his piece of paper and waiting for someone to listen to him and pass hos knowledge.

Second person i met was a homeless man named Simon with a Tupperware as his collection method in front of a west pack bank who has been there for 6 years with a duffel bag next to him. Incredibly down man, looking holding his knees close to his chest, not making himself obvious or trying to get attention from people, just silently waiting. I then said hi and asked his name. He is a much younger than Sam and probably not much older than me. He has a mother that lives in Maurewa and sleeps in his brothers van. I offered him to buy food but apparently according to the doctor, he cant eat fastfood as it is unhealthy for him, i assumed he has some sort of dietary condition rather than a picky diet, or what i told myself anyway. I bought him coffee and muffin at a nearby shop and noticed how the other patrons reacted when he entered the shop, everybody was very wary and kept their distance. Simon oddly knows the employees but even them were very wary of him as i feel the uneasiness from everyone. He then continues to say that he meets his mother every 5 or 10 weeks depending on their last fight. needless to say that Simon and mother dont have a terrific relationship, but amazes me how a mother still reaches out to her child, i guess there really is nothing greater than a mothers love. He doesnt stay with her mother because it is no approrpiate and there is not a lot space where her mother is staying. Simon also mentions that he didnt go to school because he really didnt have an upbringing that supported that as i urged him to go back to school. He also says that there are various reasons and things he need to do before he can think for himself. I didnt pry any further. I asked him what if someone walked up to him to offer their home to stay in the couple of days, he said he wasnt sure because depending if the people are nice or appropriate. This only leads to oneself to speculate to what kind of childhood Simon have to be so worried, to feel so inadequate

Lastly I met Brett, he is stationed outside of Rod and Gun and he is making origami art to sell and have been there for about 6 years as well, he had the top part of a shoe box as his box to collect money with the words, support art busking. He was a older gentleman, older than Simon but younger than Sam. He had broken broken glasses where half the ear handles is missing and the nose bridge is taped roughly, his glasses was incredibly in rough shape. He stayed in the backpackers lodge, no family except for some of the other long term members of the place. Made an effort to say the stuff he is making is incredibly simple and simply needs only time which he has a lot of. i could not afford what he is selling but i gave the rest of the money i got from the box to him.

There was something enlightening speaking these gentlemen all of them have their own happiness they appreciate around them. With the money I collected I knew it wasn’t any game changing amount and I couldnt give it to each person in queen street so I had to pick who I was going to interact with. So even if I know it or not there are already biased methods of picking of who deserved the money. Based on how they look, how badly they needed the money from my imaginary high horse. Picking and choosing people based on appearance, based on what i think is right. What if I made the wrong choice. What if there is another street corner I didnt reach and that person died because they havent eaten in 9 days. People say you cant help everyone, and I know that i have played many RPG to know that you cant do everything, that everyone cant is saved sacrifices have to made. to make the hard calls. But why does it hurt. To know these things. Why cant i be normal like everyone around me and shrug it off. The  high class environment, working area, luxury area that is queen street juxtaposed with the homeless people begging in the street creates such an uneasy feeling within me for as long as i can remember. Simon hungry but is in front of a fast food chain almost taunting him for his predicament. Sam sitting in front of a bank, a place where all of his worries can disappear, a place of money, a place of greed. Brett sitting in front of high-end clothes line whereas he hasn’t receive new clothes in years. All of these things paint such an unsettling scene. Where the poor exist side by side with money and food within arms reached but prevented by a wall we call money. Can i become as blind as other people? I was unexpectedly given money, from my first prototype and it led me here. Questioning why is homelessness is a problem. Why is it such a detrimental position to be in and why cant we do anything about me. There have been homeless people before me, and much more will come after me, but if being born in the right family is all there is to it, why did i get. There are far more deserving people then me, who is smarter than me. Disaster events life are all connected to give an outcome. to help, to be conceited, to do nothing. Everyday i contemplate being lazy for an assignment which lead to bad grades but whats after that. Everyday my friends make jokes about just doing nothing because university is too hard but these are real to some people. be lazy. But why do i think this when there are other people who experienced life in such a different way, in such a harsh way. 

Franz

PS. in the end of my second prototype i still dont know what my final project is.

PSS. Sorry for the unforgiving long post but many things i could not have prevented as this project as my fingers just could not stop typing