INFORMATION
    Flow State turns distribution into a civic process. Through Flow State, we have investigated the ways in which the hyper-efficient nature of logistics undermines social and environmental wellbeing. To go beyond this singular focus on efficiency, we have each proposed a new distribution centre in which an alternative, ethical principle has driven the design.  Though our distribution centres move different items,  they each use architecture to make distribution public. Flow State is led by Andrew Copolov, and is part of Monash Architecture Yr 3, 2021. 

Flow State acknowledges the Wurundjeri Woi Wurrung and Boon Wurrung people on whose unceded lands we live and work.


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HIRE GROUND






Cameron Burnett
Contact:
  I died. Deader and deader.
"Little joke corpse!" Yeah, I
shrank beyond belief; I'd even fit quite neatly
inside the bowl of my ridiculously
miniscule briarwood pipe.
  Ishmael they call me, Father
Ishmael. I'm such a pipsqueak, though,
they have got to be kidding.
  Being dead means
    very light housekeeping.
  It's dark,
    and cold.
  Cold as the dawn of a new
Ice Age. A sage frostbitten
under gelid palmtrees. The pallor
of one's foibles.
  Dark: A rat standing
at attention on the tip of his
hairless tail squealing bloody
murder without the slightest movement of his snout.
  Cold: Across an almond-green plain
a procession of pale blue elephants
walking backwards.
  Dark: A diminutive stringbean of a rat hovers
on dragonfly wings.
  Cold: A wee purple face glares out of a winejar's
bulging glassy midriff.
  Dark: Two perfectly identical human mouths
kiss each other to death.
  Cold: A truncated male torso
gives with a significant wink.
  Dark: Above clouds or
black sands. Idols of old religions
set up. Facing them,
horror in tar: the grin of certain dead people.
Cold ...—Polar ...— I'm entombed