Utopia

Pipes cut at sharp angles form a circle reminiscent of a mystical round dance. Seen from above, gaps between the pipes create an illusion of openness — enough space and air seem to flow between them. But at eye level, the installation transforms into a solid, ominous barrier. A black, glossy substance tightens the space, restricting movement and closing it off.
The frozen, silent scream of the pipes intensifies the feeling of an enchanted forest — one from which there is no return, at least not to the way the subject first entered. The experience becomes a rite of passage. The space enclosed by the ring appears indistinguishable from the outside, yet rows of uneven-height elements draw an uncompromising boundary, marking a fragile, liminal existence beyond structure. The cycle will complete and begin anew; the circle closes itself once more.