Mushroom Club Desk Blue Hour

Condensation beads along the edge of a glass partition, blurring the view of a recovery lounge in Elche where foam rollers line the floor. A physical screening desk sits centrally, its surface reflecting the warm candlelight glow that fights back the deep blue hour outside. Giant mushroom caps, sized like umbrellas, cluster on the ground among the ordinary furniture, their gills casting intricate shadows against the concrete. The impossible scale of the fungi creates a mirrored composition in the glass, duplicating the scene so the desk appears to float between reality and the fungal growth. Reflections on the wet glass merge the candle flames with the mushroom tops, anchoring the surreal elements in a grounded, post-effort calm.