Motionless, modest yet powerful, Son, Don’t Rush to be a Man articulates a tension, a contradiction, rendered through the displacement of meaning and the playful combination of opposite materials. An old hand mirror is intentionally made non reflective; the tension at stake is that of a metamorphosis, of a key change that occurs within channelling apparatuses. It is the moment a kid becomes a man.

Hachem steps back from mechanised devices to linger over handmade and very banal objects transformed into contemplative specimens.