Vindal develops a sculptural language in which precarious balance and structural tension become metaphors for the human condition. Using wood, metal, or found objects (such as cigarettes), he constructs miniature architectures with the appearance of futuristic ruins. His works—resembling tin cabins or cigarette towers—oscillate between playfulness and menace, suggesting an imminent collapse. The raw traces of the assemblies—visible screws, irregular surfaces—reinforce this aesthetic of vulnerability, questioning our relationship to permanence and the memory of materials.