A labyrinth of numerous piles of salt, from each of which a white thread runs vertically to the ceiling. The artist gradually ignites these. In the darkness, the little flames move towards the ceiling at different speeds, eating away at each other as flickering streaks of flame. What remains after a good hour: black, charred threads, transformed into filigree salt crystal tubes that disintegrate immediately at the slightest touch, as fleeting as the past spectacle.
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