We ensconce ourselves in personal empires and blissful illusions. In this context truth is at once mutable and threatening if challenged. The edges of our imagined worlds are clear at the moment before disintegration. It is a bittersweet moment when one realises the fragility of the illusions we create and tries to forestall the inevitable.

Alas! Victor, when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness? I feel as if I were walking on the edge of a precipice, towards which thousands are crowding, and endeavouring to plunge me into the abyss.

-Mary Shelley Frankenstein

This exhibition is a moment in time where the senses are persuaded by a wonderland of constructed chimera and half-truths. The layering of sweetness is reflected in small empiric structures to create microcosms of excess and indulgence as artists’ celebrate in the assertion of temporary certainty and the momentary pleasure this may offer.