All or Nothing; A Reconstruction (13) A Fly hovers between the view from a window and the hazy yellow of the world beyond the picture frame, a tree becomes a treasured moment, or a sudden burst of light a painful loss. Images levitate at ground level, the clicking of the projector enticing you in to a constellation of lights and crisp acryllic boxes, which further encourage your eyes to search the entirety of the walls. Translucent time capsules are imprisoned by the boxes, each holding a moment; they are caught on delicate silver spears and stand in ceremony, leading the way to a minimalist workshop where memories are paused, held hostage and interrogated under magnifying glasses. These memories undergo great torture as they are reconstructed through regret, passion and forgetfulness.
