For Christelle Balbinot, everything begins with the hand. Raised in an enterprising, hands-on environment, she learned from an early age that to ‘make something’ was to exist. In that world, what you could do, mattered more than what you felt. Precision, utility, efficiency—these were the self-evident standards. But even then, another thought quietly stirred beneath the surface: a silent, unspoken desire to be creative—to feel, to search, to allow things to emerge.

NUNC STANS marks a moment within that ongoing search. The exhibition is a vulnerable arrangement in progress, a state of stillness beyond clock time. Here, Balbinot explores her fragility, her uncertainties, her resistance to the production-driven logic of our overstimulated world. The exhibition presents no finished objects, no polished products, but rather a tentative process—a careful attempt to let beauty emerge by letting go.

The material she uses speaks volumes. Industrial metal wire, once used for cutting machines, is given a second life in her hands. It is not a noble material, but waste, something unserviceable—a poor remnant. The artist is not waiting for a productive world to create something for her. The now-useless material for the artist reveals something fundamental: a drawing in space, a gesture as fragile as it is forceful. Her intuitively created installations evoke a connective world beyond the visible.

In this expo, she transforms alle these wires into lines, weavings, and organic structures that seem to live just beneath the surface. Balbinot connects what was, what is, and what is yet to come—like mycelium threads beneath the earth, like memories of bodies and voices that continue to resonate. Her work leaves space for chance, for light, for shadow, and for time. It arises in relation to its surroundings, as a breathing moment of balance between maker, material, and viewer.

This NUNC STANS is not a resting place, not an endpoint, but a temporary state of receptiveness. In the delicate balance between control and surrender, the artist reveals that art is not only something you make, but also something you allow. A way of being present. A way, for a moment, to step outside the logic of utility and production—and in that specific way, to permit another form of beauty.