It’s a dark gallery space. The viewer is invited to shape what they see with a handheld light-source. The shadows are meant to bend and stretch—floor to ceiling—shifting with every viewer’s input. The steel forms themselves are tall elegant forms like passageways—like an anorexic Stone Henge. In this space, it can be hard to distinguish what is steel and what is just shadow. Movement is the only way to see.

Near the entrance of the room is a large plywood bench. The appearance and size reference church pews, or an egg carton style roller-coaster car. All of the seats face the same direction. Cut through the plywood, forming the base, are the words “We can count on everything to change”.

I think about the thought-forms that I put my energy into, and the thought-forms that impact my plans. I first came across the term “egregor” about 4 months ago from an esoteric/woo woo podcast. The word egregor has its roots from an ancient Greek word: egrēgoros, meaning wakeful; or watchful. It’s believed to be a non-physical entity or thoughtform that arises from the collective thoughts, emotions, and beliefs of a group of individuals. Maybe because it’s an election year. Maybe because it feels like western civilization is about to experience a substantial change. Maybe it because of the AI conversation, and all of the fear surrounding it. But I have been thinking about the term “egregor” actively, these last few months. The idea of a collective consciousness able to gain power, peeking out, through the history of human civilization, has my imagination turning. In what ways can the thoughts of an individual be part of a collective shift? Are my thoughts feeding form or shadow?