The ground is the same as everything around, but a little different. A disc of artificial earth floating in the middle of a natural landscape. Ideally round in accordance with logic, but oval in experience, the pavilion is a space for reflection on various ideas about the world order, prejudices, thorny paths of logical knowledge, the organization of one's space and the possibility of a second chance.
Rising up, you find yourself on a land where there are no problems of ownership, where without you there are no rules other than the laws of gravity. This is a new land devoid of an unambiguous interpretation, where everyone can make it part of their ideas about the world or discard everything and look at the new artificial landscape as if it were a blank slate.
An opportunity for a moment to visit the earth that exists in accordance with personal ideas about being, if you are alone on it, or common, if you can reach an agreement with those who are close to you.
