John Hughes

Asylum John Hughes

'Just because you can't see the chains doesn't mean they don't exist.'

In the Sanctuary, two robed men cut the hair of clients who have been called
to pass through the White or Black Door. Along with their hair, the clients
shed stories: of the horrors of their past, the Place they've inhabited since
their escape, and what lies beyond the Doors. These stories are inscribed as
Legends, but do they record a vision of Paradise or Hell?
This allegory, echoing Kafka, illuminates the stark terror of the modern age,
marked by a border in constant shift between gods and men, truth and
deception, freedom and constraint, memory and forgetting, revealing a world
whose essence is its hiddenness - a world that hides, not in darkness, but in
the light.