The objects reveal our delicate roughness and genuine imperfection. Our unsealed cracks and damages. Especially now, in the midst of common insecurity and lack of freedom caused by the pandemic and a global turbulence of many kinds. Following a natural and forced transformation, their appearance becomes an opening, as an opposed element to the enclosed world of today. The objects are drifting between diverse possibilities, inevitable accidents and meaning, but they manage to determine their own way to exist.

To be.