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Drop, Line, Fiber, Cable
This project explores delicate material structures and their behavior under varying conditions through experiments with fishing line, organza, and their transformation via chemical dissolution and electrospinning. The electrospinning process was conducted at the Slovak Academy of Sciences in Bratislava in collaboration with Ing. Alena Opalková Šišková, PhD., enabling the creation of ultra-fine fibers that bridge the physical, visual, and tactile qualities of the material.
The research builds upon initial visual inspiration from nature—spider webs and condensed droplets—which served as models for observing fragility, instability, and material reactions to the external environment. At the core of the project is the observation of how individual fibers change, bond, disintegrate, solidify, or lose their original delicacy during processing and spatial transformation.
The output is a series of spatial installations. Hanging filaments, tensioned nets, and densified areas capturing droplets document the transitions between fragility and strength.
The project was created in collaboration with the Polymer Institute of the Slovak Academy of Sciences (SAV).Expert Consultation: Ing. Alena Opalková Šišková, PhD.
I sit on a bench and look ahead.
I am immersed in thoughts.
A car passes, the air moves
and suddenly a scene opens up, one
I hadn't seen before.
Tiny droplets appear on a spider web, small beads.
Through one of them,
I see a fine web strand
and I draw closer.
I want to be even closer.
The capillaries are almost invisible.
I touch, I do not feel.
Yet everything reacts.
The drop slides silently
and I perceive it more than my own touch.
I watch them longer.
I move from one to another,
from shape to shape.
Some resemble fishing nets.
I cut, I weigh, I dissolve.
0.5 g of fishing line in 3 ml of hexafluoropropanol
and 2 ml of dichloromethane.
I record, I observe the transformation.
I travel – train, car, bus, train again.
I arrive with organza in my hand
and take it apart into individual fibers.
In the air, they slow down,
as if they felt every movement around them.
I handle them with care.
They react to light as well
and their movement slows me down too.
But when something disturbs them,
they merge into a single solid thread.
They change their nature
and never return to their original fragility.
I search for what is left of them.
If I choose only one hair, the delicacy multiplies.
I see it only in reflections,
I almost lose my sight.
I must catch it and thread it through the opening.
At the ends, I create small handles and string a bead.
With my fingertips, index finger and thumb,
I tension the thread.
It begins to spin along with the drop.
I stop and watch.
Once again, I observe the transformation.