FILIP VEST

The galaxy went on turning but I could no longer count the revolutions, any point could be the point of departure, any sign heaped up with the others could be mine, but discovering it would have served no purpose, because it was clear that independent of signs, space didn't exist and perhaps had never existed.

 

Chalk spray

 

Site-specific installation at Galleri Susanne Ottesen for the pop-up exhibition curated by pro temp

 

2017