Installations

Magnetic words with magnetic meaning scattered across whiteboard blocks.

Words hold value. Some are priceless.
Here, you’ll find plenty — yours to piece together, rearrange, rethink.
Create sentences, rewrite truths, coin new phrases.
What you say here is yours — but it might become someone else’s meaning tomorrow.

Hand-printed pieces of fabric hanging from the ceiling.

What are you holding on to?
This installation invites you to pause and reflect.
Fleeting words — suspended like thoughts we haven’t quite let go of. Some heavy. Some light.
Walk among them. Let them brush against you. Hang on, or perhaps, let go.

Like a regular word search — but way larger.

We’re always searching for something. Here, it’s hidden in plain sight.
Find substance — word by word. Because not all meaning is immediately visible. Some of it must be found.

Large-scale plywood letters.

Sit down on a monumental word. A literal structure.
Ponder on your words. Or someone else’s.
Take a load off, but don’t lose the weight of what you’re carrying.

Yup, it’s exactly what you think it is.

Your chance to take a piece of the State home with you.
Pick up limited-edition merch and memorabilia from the place where words were set free.
Because meaning shouldn’t be left behind.

You guessed it. It’s a karaoke room.

Step into a room without judgment. Just feedback.
This is a space to say the words out loud. Say them wrong. But most importantly, sing them like you mean them.

A classic game of table tennis (or Ping-Pong, we’re not exactly in agreement about it).

Play around. Serve a point. Score.
This isn’t just a game — it’s meaning in motion.
Bounce between interpretations. Ping-pong ideas. Spin it. Return with intent.

A projection of words we project.

Do we always mean the words we say? Or does truth live beneath them?
This room splits meaning in two — what you read, and what you hear. One thing will show. Another will tell. Which version do you believe?

A collaborative word chain on lines of meaning.

A living installation of language in flux.
Here, words hang in the balance — clipped to lines, waiting to be reinterpreted.
Read what’s been left behind. Rearrange it. Rewrite it.
Begin with a phrase, a memory, a piece of slang — and let others carry it forward, one word at a time.
Because what’s forgotten by one, might be transformed by someone else.

Public restroom meets public discourse.

This is a designated space for voices that want to reach across lines.
Point your pen toward your point of truth. Ink your thoughts. Shape your feelings.
Write the phrase that lingers — or something you simply wish to wash away.

An undercurrent of meaning. A trail of what’s unsaid.

Hop on the subtext line. Stick with it.
This long, winding line is travelling across the underground — revealing what lies beneath what we say. Read closely. Feel the gaps. Let meaning shift as you move.