A chair of life

We bring a simple home, a cube hidden within moon`s concrete.

The villa is slightly but intentionally submerged into the surface.  The operation represents humans’ insolence towards rumours of the nature law.

The numbers on the moon differ: the quantity is damaged by the relativity of time and distance from the homeland. The only view of the past is a hint of the upper horizon. But what keeps and calls for staying is inside.

In the inside, in between the skin and the guts of the satellite, something happens: the perspective is no more. Instead, there is a new pedestal, a crowned sight: a single chair, however, a space. A space but as big as a villa. A chair of life.

A. Gudelj, D. Mandić