Can we still differentiate between us, the spectators body, the object, the display of what we want it to be: a representation? What does it need for a dialogue between object and spectator?

Who is who anyway?

Who is in charge?

I blurred the line through a shift of attributions, the presented object becomes the spectator, the spectator an outside entity. Space becomes a mere background of multiple possibilities.
Who are we anyway, and what, because nothing is.