Spiky spheres, repainted in pink, proliferate within an unnatural space. As they grow and draw in more air, they demand... Read More
Spiky spheres, repainted in pink, proliferate within an unnatural space. As they grow and draw in more air, they demand more room, and a natural struggle begins— for survival, for dominance, for release. Yet both the natural and the unnatural—the iron framework—restrain and confine them. You may blossom here, but every further striving toward freedom, toward a new world, toward new challenges, leads only to the breaking point…