Plastic cannulas from the laboratory form capsules filled with silver nuggets, shiny, amorphous,
not defined, or at least filled with our wishes, dreams and hopes?
They are transparent, we can imagine what the future will bring and how we  can intervene experimenting.
The black disk forms the unknown matter, leaving open what could arise from it...
Let's keep flying and spinning!
The piece was created during the Corona period, when time suddenly became timeless.

Future Statment

The steering wheel of the future rotates/turns further and further, or is it a spaceship in search of new opportunities? Floating in space, weightless and without time? It's in our hands, where it is directed. Burdened with hope? With the help of science and research? Or with us and ours wishes for survival?