The perfect path abides by your decisions.
There will be a line, don’t cross it. Do you honestly believe:Other people’s happiness is not my business? All men: states (of affairs, of affections), joined by a universality of pain. Each on a one-way journey towards TRUTH

No man is an island, every man a country.
Enjoy the liberty of forming your own way down a narrow aisle. Walk the line freely. Push limits. Dance. A perfect path is never straight - never follows a pre-determined one-dimensional route. It is all-fathoming like the LIGHT

Solo exhibition Pushing the Limit / Crossing the Line is a site-specific installation, comprising of images, text, thoughts, lines and imaginary borders. The exhibition was presented in Gallerie Käytävä at Embassy of Iceland in Helsinki and curated by Dr Ásthildi Jónsdóttur.

 Directions

Thoughts, ideas, lives of men are intrinsically connected with lines. A line will separate life from death. A line will draw a distinction between light and darkness. We presuppose a line between all opposites. Lines will make figures, create forms. We read lines from poems, sentences uttered are constructed into lines. Assets marked by lines, countries divided by lines. Boundaries of languages unintelligible unless their semantics are decoded by bridges defining what will be a ‘same’ meaning of two separate words in two separate systems. Mind and body are not the same, or at least that’s how the idea goes.

There’s something strange about thinking of how dependent we are, how fixated we are by this abstract concept of: A line. Especially when we consider how important this distinction can be: When we separate ‘Us’ from ‘Them’. A Land will not divide itself by nature, and barriers will need to be introduced in order to enforce the difference between A and B. If not, the land will just be what it is, regardless of the name or the language you use to claim it.

Choosing sides

Sometimes the invisibility of a line makes us forget it exists.

Often it is best not to say too much. Suggesting is better.

It is not always possible to write out what is right or wrong, but you will sense it. See it, feel it.

Walk the line

When you think about it, there are two directions. One is lighter and the other heavier. One is brighter, the other darker. One force will push. Another will pull.

Your time will be marked by choices. These days the question seems not to be: What is your choice, but What do you choose for others people’s choices. Your days will be your path. Your right to choose what you want for others will mark what others think of you. Make your days count.