Melogranoblu presents an installation made with the same stuff as dreams are made on. An oneiric space out of the Time, tangible even if unreal, an intimate and deep place where our thoughts seem to born. In this dark space, with no apparent points of reference, the visitor comes in contact with a creature with shimmering shapes, sleeping lied in an empty space, alive and mysterious, ancient and incomprehensible. Glass is its flesh, light is its breath, colour is its movement. It seems to be in front of the original shapes of the creation and to watch the very own flux of the matter, its eternal mutation, following the line of our gaze and the suggestion of our thought, released from the dream. Oneiros, indeed.