

In an assignment to translate the concept of ‘connection’, an object emerged with a bond that seems to offer certainty, yet feels like something else. Over 300 safety pins, in various sizes, are arranged in a repeating pattern. At first glance, they appear firm, protective. But their grip is unstable. The needles can come loose, shift, pierce. What connects, can also hurt. What protects, can also be fragile. How much certainty is there really, in something that can open so easily?