The artwork is 2.8 meters tall.
The work stands upright like a table not meant for the body, but for words. Its base is a conveyor paddle—once pulling waste through endless cycles of sorting.
The table’s body, as if split in half, is a Discreen gearbox: Where refuse was separated, organic matter returned to soil, plastics entered another life.
Freed from function, the parts no longer move. They hold still, balancing a pause—a place to lean, to listen, to speak softly.
A Small Table for Intimate Conversation offers a quiet proposition: That even the heaviest systems can become supports for care, and for human connection.
