Blindside

The space I chose is Blidside exhibition space in the city. I’ve been a volunteer (i.e. slave) there for a while now and have a strong personal connection with the space. Unlike visitors who walk in and out, I tend to spend up 3-6 hours at Blindside, sitting the gallery or assisting at the openings. As a result I see the place differently to most people.

I wanted to show the passage of time, as well as show a gallery space as a ‘magical’ place. The abstract moving shapes on the walls and floor are supposed to be rays of moonlight spilling into the space and going nuts.

Be nice, kids. No other assignment has ever brought me this close to tears before.

P.S. the Internet killed it. It's not supposed to be so dark.

Elizaveta