PEEKING INTO INFINITY WITH GLASS, LIGHT AND MIRRORS

Let me paint a picture: a circle of glass and light that seems to go on forever. Your eyes try to find the end, but it just keeps folding in on itself, like some sort of optical rabbit hole. Magic? Not quite. Welcome to the weird, warped world of infinity mirrors and where I'm currently poking around with a mix of curiosity, cheek, and light-induced obsession.

As a contemporary glass artist (with a definite thing for illusions), I’ve recently been experimenting with lenses and mirrors to create concaved infinity mirrors, little windows that feel like they're pulling you into another dimension. I posted a video recently showing a test version I made in the studio: just a few materials, but already it felt like I'd cracked open a wormhole.

This line of exploration actually began with one of my earlier pieces, Where Are You Mummy?, where I first played with the idea of containing a reflection within a form. In that work, the glass and mirror were used to deliberately exclude the viewer from their own reflection. You could look into the piece, but not at yourself. That subtle shift, from self-recognition to absence, opened a door in my thinking about perception, presence and invisibility.

Infinity mirrors: Yasoi, eat your heart out (or... maybe let's talk)

Of course, the queen of the infinity room is Yayoi Kusama. Her immersive mirror installations are iconic, hypnotic, emotional, and deeply personal. I’m not trying to compete, but I am deeply inspired. What I love is how her spaces make you feel both gigantic and microscopic at the same time. You're in it, but you're also watching yourself be in it. It's disorienting. It's spiritual. It's a little bit trippy.

And that’s exactly where I want to take my work next.

My spin: lenses, distortion and intimacy

Rather than building giant walk-in rooms (yet!), I’m fascinated by how lenses can warp and distort those repeating reflections in more intimate pieces. How a small sculpture can contain a whole universe. How light and glass can mess with your sense of scale, space, and self.

The test piece I shared is just the beginning. I want to explore how mirrors and glass can reflect not just physical space, but emotional states. The fragmentation, the recursion, the feeling of seeing yourself endlessly but never clearly, that, to me, is where it gets juicy.

Is it still art?

Here’s the cheeky answer: I don’t really care.

Whether it’s called optical illusion sculpture, contemporary installation, or "weird little mirror tunnels" I’m here for it. I'm not trying to create passive objects. I'm trying to create moments. Something that makes you pause and wonder: what am I actually looking at? And maybe, who am I in this reflection?

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