Adrien Trybucki

Everlasting and mesmerizing curls – spirals and the shapes they generate confront us with the torments of the immeasurable, like hypnotic helices whose infinite arabesques lead to madness. Spira suggests this infernal mechanism from which each element inevitably arises, and from which we cannot break free, like a nearly diabolical machine in which we are caught without being true protagonists. It is the experience of losing control and struggling to reclaim it, like a sleep paralysis where consciousness tries to regain dominance over the dream. In the heart of this ceaseless whirlpool whose limits remain unknown, the question of the end becomes both essential and inevitable.