Be ready to loose every spatial point of reference because “nothing is like it seems, and nothing is like it appears, because nothing is real”. An intricate series of lines and geometries suddenly appear at the end of an intricate path crossing different rooms, populated by a multitude of artistic forms and styles: a sudden vision that leaves you baffled. The known three-dimensional reference points are out. An engulfing installation that strikes us from different directions; from behind to project us forward without knowing where the end is. A series of splinters, shattered pieces of substance that seem to pass through us without ever hitting us. The space seems to be transformed and altered; the rectangular room has lost its corners blending itself into other geometries. The experimentation with closed spaces that begun half way through the last century has been absorbed by Thomas Canto and reprocessed in an absolutely contemporary way. Only when there is enough trust and knowledge of the surrounding spaces it becomes possible to understand where a certain material starts and where it ends; the differences and the similarities; what is two dimensional and what is three dimensional. But it will never be a complete understanding.