Are the Limits of my Language, the Limits of my World?

The work is a champagne-tower made of empty glasses. From a \"leak\" in the roof rainwater is dripping in the upper glass. As such, the work confronts the world inside the gallery with the world outside - it is as if the world outside intrudes. Normally, a champagne-tower is associated with luxury. This idea is perverted however, since the glasses are not filled with champagne but with dirty rainwater. As such, the work confronts the visitor with a reality that is not visible from the inside of the gallery.