Synthetic Light is not a collection. It’s a wager: that light can become matter, that digital can have the soul of craftsmanship.
Each print is born in our studio the way things that matter are born: slowly, with hands, with eyes that keep coming back to check. Thread-like figures crossing the darkness, interweavings that look like nerve circuits or personal constellations. Black and white isn’t an aesthetic choice, it’s a necessity: we need the sharpest contrast to reveal what synthetic light uncovers.
These images come from another place – the realm of screens, projections, pixels lighting up in the darkness of stages. But here they stop, they become paper, panel, glass. They turn into objects you can hang, switch on, look at while drinking your coffee.