Edible snails perform their son et lumiĂšre. Photo: Cyril Leclerc and Elizabeth Saint-Jalmes
âIt’s very dark, so please tread carefully,â says the attendant at the opening of Slow Pixel. âWe donât want any casualties.â
The floor of the gallery is covered with cling film and studded with a constellation of bright white lights. Here and there, irregular knee-high pyramids emit low groaning noises, punctuated by tiny screams. Each light turns out to be an LED attached to a snail: 176 of them in total, creeping through the crepuscular gloom as part of a .
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