An upright oak beam divided into two worlds: above, a block whose surfaces Hepp has painted in streaks of blue-grey – a sea of clouds that promises weather rather than open sky, split lengthwise by a drying crack. Below, the wood opens into a bright, almost untreated niche, and there stands a small figure in a pink shirt and olive trousers. The title states what the sculpture shows – and at the same time inverts our expectations: it is not the interior that is dark, but the sky above it. This double bottom is characteristic of Hepp; his figures seem lost in thought and unprotected, yet they hold their ground.