Visual Catalyst

One intersection. Continuous time. An accumulation of fragments.

Each person who walked through saw something different. Remembered something different. Dreamed something different. Space is never singular. It is constituted differently by each person, each moment, each crossing — always multiple. The exhibition is the entire process made visible — every compression, every layer, every decision. Come and see the fragments. The dreams. The space that was, and still is, becoming.