In a former watermill, water returns in a simulated form, as it unfolds across nine screens suspended in space. Gravity is no longer a necessity, yet its trace remains. Liquid falls, rises, disperses and gathers again, released from function and matter.

Water divides into nine states of suspended displays and inhabits space.

Each drop becomes a threshold, each flow an act of perception. The movement once harnessed by the mechanics of the mill becomes light, rhythm and contemplation.

What was once energy becomes ritual.

Hydrophany celebrates the fluid as a perceptible manifestation of an invisible force that still moves through the place.