Soul leaves Body.

I feel broken

women

Cristal cave

Sitting here alone and taking in this piece, in silence, evokes a deeply textural sense of stillness, cold, death.

Gelo, rabbia, paura riescono a mantenere il velo nero sulle spalle, e all’improvviso tutto ciò che c’era dentro esce con un gelo che grida. Tutti i fantasmi che vivevano all’interno ormai sono fuori e sono messi uno davanti all’altro.

If you zoom out for a sec everything looks so beautifully broken, but it doesn’t affect you anymore. I look everything so clear and I accept it for what it is.

I find myself fractured into a thousand pieces, perhaps yearning to savor my fragility without the compulsion to respond

It looks like a fragment of a piece growing from broken glass. something that progresses after bursting, and forms into something new and unexpected. all in one.

Pure fragility and the thousands of light aspects that it brings within

great practice at using the light and the transparency of the material! A modern church like feeling

Crystal castle made of dreams. The light creates the shadow. Gloomy and bright dance the melody of perfect balance.

So interesting to see how light plays such an important role in sculpture/installations. Expecially by this work! I have got the impression as if it would be made of minerals and the shapes have slowly been formed naturally through the passing of time…