David Szauder’s art does not leave one feeling impressed, but rather, utterly smitten.

For me, it starts with Babel (plus everything else he's ever created but need to start with what feels like the epitome of his work and impeccable standards) and as he describes it, "In a world built from binary—black and white, truth and illusion—we march forward without knowing where we are going. This is not just religion, nor just ritual. It is the performance of authority in a society that no longer believes in singular truths. The bishop’s silence is louder than prophecy, his shadow stitched into the chaos beneath his feet. Each square beneath him is a decision, a doctrine, a decree—but none leads to resolution. Politics and religion blend here, not to offer clarity, but to confuse. We build, like Babel’s architects, higher and higher, driven not by vision but inertia. We do. We act. We legislate. We proclaim. And yet we ask: where does this all lead? The video doesn’t answer. It mirrors. It resists narrative. A frozen frame in a story too complex to tell—an opera without libretto, a ritual stripped of salvation."