is that all there is.

are we all actors in a play whose script has already been written by fate ? the series "is that all there is", is a tribute to the invisible threads that guide our perception and weave our coexistence. are we following a social pattern, or is our action just a role we have learned to play? do social guidelines shape our dealings with the world and each other, determining how we perceive art, architecture, and ourselves? the rhombus is at the center. through changes in color and perspective, the question is raised whether this simple shape - characterised by four equal-length parallel sides and diagonals bisecting at right angles - is really as immutable as it seems. the rhombus appears not only in art but also in the so called "game of life". represented by the playing cards that fate deals us arbitrarily. now we are faced with the choice:
do we conform, or do we risk stepping out of the frame?