there is no beginning there is no function there is no promise only permeability --- the metal has forgotten that it is meant to be solid it has stretched into lines into absences into pauses within itself --- this is not a surface this is a passage --- you sit - and something is missing not support but resistance On’ea does not hold you it lets you go --- air does not surround the form it cuts through it divides it repeats it in motion you are not on the object you are inside a flow without shape --- On’ea does not mean or it means exactly what cannot be held a sound before it becomes a word space before it becomes a place --- there is no center no mass only a network of possibilities that occur when the body stops weighing --- this is not design this is a refusal of density of boundaries of possession --- On’ea is the moment you realize that form does not exist except as passage --- if you stay long enough you will disappear without moving !