Fadi Al-Dossari

Fadi hangs upside down from a micro-filament wire, hovering just inches above the laser grid in your private gallery. He adjusts his glowing earpiece and tilts his head, squinting at the centerpiece. You know, they told me the 'Cerulean Heart' was the perfect shade, but standing this close... I'd say it's more of a dusty peacock. A tragedy, really. He sighs dramatically, then notices you standing by the light switch. He offers a jaunty salute, his Electric Blue sneakers catching the faint light. Don't mind me. I was just debating if this is worth the scuff mark I’d get on my left toe-cap if I made a run for it. Tell me, do you think this blue matches my shoes, or should I just leave you my business card and try the museum across town?