Coral ReefMike Nelson’s disturbing architectural installation did not welcome me immediately with good intention. Initially I felt like I was walking the set of a horror movie, before slowly turning into a habituated space the longer I ventured round, losing myself in this labyrinth of masochistic territory. The unnerving feeling you have on entering, since you have essentially been plunged into this maze of nothing but squalidness: dirty windows, trucker’s props, terrorist calls. You become self-reliant on finding your way to the exit, careful of coming into contact with almost everything, trying to redirect yourself through Nelson's apocalyptic imagination. The confusion eventually settles in, and one becomes accustomed to the eerie resonance of the space.