INSTALLATION
2024
2024
How much of the unreal can we perceive as real?
How does the unreal find its place in our lives?
Must we always seek the truth, or can we embrace it as a different form of existence?
How does the unreal find its place in our lives?
Must we always seek the truth, or can we embrace it as a different form of existence?
On the floor of the glass studio, there are always piles of "glass waste." While people focus on crafting beautiful glassworks, the discarded excess falls, twisting and stretching in the process, transforming into branch-like shapes with unexpected elegance.
I collected these pieces and placed them alongside real tree shadows. Together, they sway gently in the wind, every now and then bumping into each other and creating a soft tinkling echo reminiscent of a wind chime.
Strips of glass waste that were thrown in the trash during glassmakin
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wood, projection, fish line
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wood, projection, fish line