About the work

You are in the way. It is not that you have chosen to be, but here you are, a monument to a past that no one remembers, a relic in a renovated space. The balloon offers a kind of grace, a fleeting, tender absurdity that only makes your stillness heavier. You do not belong here, and that is precisely why you are here. Whatever meaning you hold is not for you to understand, but for the rest of us, who are just passing through.