Olafur Eliasson's "Room for One Colour"

It's basically an empty room bathed in bright yellow light. Like Beauty it's a very simple concept but being inside that room was an experience I cannot quite describe. Or words may have failed me this time.

You stand in the middle of the room and look around, all you see is yellow. It's like being sucked inside the sun. My friend described it like being inside a tanning salon.

You're deprived of seeing other colours other than yellow and black. It's almost fascist in a way, taking away your right to see naturally.

We didn't spend too much time in the room as the light was suffocating and became increasingly unbearable it was almost torture. Like a gas chamber but with light. We were helpless in there and my primal instinct that triggered was: Get out.

Photos from:1, 2, 3