FLOATING LIGHT

For a large part of the twentieth century, and of the previous one, the goal of art has been suppress the points of escape, to wipe out straight lines starting from the eye of the spectator to disappear somewhere in the horizon, or what the horizon of the spectator should be: the heroic, with which he should identify, the horizon in perspective from which he should give his orders.

Here an inverse situation is proposed: a closed room, of which we discover the space through a long panoramic shot. The glance skims along the walls, guided by a trace of light, 'folding' at each angle: a tactile glance.