The floors at Schiphol are grey, clean and it functions as it should.
To move people from A to B, without any obstacles. It’s like a mindless area because of the emptiness.
I would like to interrupt this daily flow by highlighting the borders within Schiphol, that are not marked
or known as borders. To confront the people and make them aware about borders that are not visible
but there. Borders are everywhere.
Providing different messages on the floor: