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REAL Stories had by people in Glasgow in a telephone box

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REAL Stories had by people in Glasgow in a telephone box

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TAXI: young women. night out. with friends. had a few drinks. own route to collect friend from home. bangs head on taxi when trying to "wave to Scott". In agony. had to cancel plans

EXAM: Teenage boy. didn't Get exams through post. phones school for results. 4 results. Failed Maths. PASSED

PRANK: As a teenage group of boys they would phone up the numbers found in the box as a prank

GIRLFRIEND: Would speak for ages to girlfriend in Newcastle. stack of coins. telling every detail about day

BLOOD: friend Injured at swimming pool, blood everywhere, gash in thigh, brother phoned mother, fainted

INTERVIEW: Got first job through phone box, phoned school, did interview. part time job once a week

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*LAST 20 SECONDS*

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How can we make people notice?
Increase the emotional response?

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Nostalgic theme?
Persona :
people who used phone box in their young age
nostalgia, like nostalgic things
50 years old

making phone ring and let people pick up the phone

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Feeling of phone box
- old
- lonely
- outsider
- contain memories

phone box is like an old-generation person who witnesses the bustling and end fall of Sauchiehall street. Now, it is ready to be abandoned. Many people just pass through, and even not realized there are two phone boxes.

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Audio recorded 'In the wild'? // Staged, scripted?

All the same volume?

Played at random? On a loop? certain times?

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Looks lonely. Forgotten

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Shadow-y movement within

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Slightly ominous feeling at night?

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LOCATION: Sauchiehall Street Telephone Box

MOMENT: Walking by the box. Not noticing it. Not engaging with an object from a previous generation.

PROPOSAL: GHOSTS

During the day the telephone box on Sauchiehall street stands quietly. A forgotten relic of a previous time. People walk past the seemingly invisible box that used to be home to drunken phone calls, rushed 10 pence fuelled conversations and emergency calls home to 'yer granny'. A dying artefact on a dying high street... Until the night comes.

As the sun disappears and the light dies, the telephone box wakes up.
If someone passes the box sparks to life (INPUT - DISTANCE SENSOR). Conversations can be heard echoing out from the old telephone. The ghosts of real conversations once held within the box on Sauchiehall street have re-emerged. Students phoning their partners, party goers stumbling home, workers phoning loved ones. A light pulsing and glowing in harmony with the emotion of the conversation being had hints to the presence of something inside (OUTPUT - LED STRIPS/SPEAKER) If the passer by grows too curious of the dialogue from the formerly silent telephone box  and they decide to investigate. They'll open the door... and the conversation will fall silent. The light will turn off. They will be faced with the empty, broken, messy, vandalised truth. The time of the telephone box is dead.

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Similar to something in a museum, historical

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What feeling we want to evoke from our design

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What feeling we want to evoke from our design