The Net is an installation that focuses on the relationship that can be had with the technological world from the point of view of someone who feels trapped in it, while, from the outside, a double reading is done, someone observes their feelings. of entrapment, tension and anguish, but whoever observes also belongs to that same virtual world. The aquarium works as a metaphor for the network, the Internet and the technological world. The recording of video 1 was made in a bathtub with water in reference to that same network that surrounds us. Water filters, shapes and conditions us, almost without us realizing it. The Internet uses the biological mechanisms of dopamine as immersion tools in our lives, which lead us to feel that we need to always be connected, even if that overwhelms us. Our biochemistry leads us to demand information and the network provides it infinitely, but this generates addiction, tension, emptiness and mental saturation. The broadcast of the two videos in a loop alludes to the infinite information of the network and our dopaminergic mechanism. The scroll images of the source code belong to MoMA. The website of this institution has been chosen because when it was inaugurated, its works represented the avant-garde, like the Internet, and because currently museums are the transformers of the concept of reality of our time, so that the emission of its source code seen through X-ray evokes the institution and the avant-garde, but also politics and power, as in the network of networks, where nothing is harmless and it will be our awareness of the environment that determines how we navigate these waters.

In the work as a whole, eyes and consciousness are essential. The eyes as connecting elements between the inner and outer world are also tools for the construction of one's own world. Here, reflections and their images bring us closer to an intangible reality that encloses us in a delirium of light and mirrors to confront our inner imagination, our introspective gaze. When we stop looking outside and look inside, catharsis begins. We are facing an entrance door beyond the gaze, where only the fiercely sincere and lucid conscience remains.