The intention being to bring the gaze interaction to its extreme consequences. 

I decided to put myself behind the window and spend there 2 hours a day.

-how do my whole body feels being looked?

-how do I look at people?

-what do my look communicate?

-does the people’s gaze respond more to my way of looking or to the device I’m in? 

-Day 1-

The task of the day: to focus on the outside of the window and on the front of my body.

At the beginning I though that the image of a woman, sitting on a pedestal behind a window, would recall inevitably the one of the prostitute, so I assumed this possibility completely and decide to eventually bring the gaze interaction to its extreme consequences also in this case.

I look at the people passing by, I wonder what do you think I am? 

I’m not playing sexy, seductive, but my eyes are very active and awake, 

I feel the exposure of my whole being, when someone comes closer, the body sensation becomes more and more intense and I feel the power of what I can communicate with my eyes and my expressions.

It’s time to negotiate what’s going to happen next...

... I concentrate all my energy on one thought:

I’m here, looking at you. (nothing more, nothing less).

It seems that some people are desoriented by the set . They pass by with no expectation from this window .... most of them live or work in the area... No one comes too close, but from a distance they look at the contest trying to figure out what’s going on there.

I don’t know what they think I am, but anyhow they pass by while I’m staying there, i belong to the window: I’m an object.

- Day 2-

Task of the day: focus on the inside of the space and on the back of my body.

Behind me it’s a laboratory, an art space, a place of practice...

Each person define a mobile space by his/her presence, energy and sounds.

-Manne- 

I recognize a space defined by movement that i could compare to the ones of a fly: this person moves aimless, comes close, stays a little while and goes, I don’t feel or hear him anymore, but then again his presence catch my attention, he’s on the other side now, moves around, he makes me curious to guess his actions. 

I can feel a certain aimless consistency in what he’s doing.

-Lilia-

She describes a space with movements that I can compare to the ones of a spider that build up it’s net, does something in it, then it build down, moves somewhere else with a clear direction and build another space:

she’s somewhere, she adds stuff around herself, she builds something, she brakes it down.

-Elke-

She move within a world. It seems like as she changes her placement, she brings with her a whole life.

-Michiel-

He’s like a dot that appears and then you forget about, he’s not there anymore... ah no, here he is! a dot in another point. By the time you identify his position he disappears, his sounds are not there anymore, his presence become vague. And so on... 

-Day 3-

task of the day: I’m on the pedestal, focus on my phisical base and play with turning my head and body to look from inside to outside and viceversa.

The outside world become less important, the sense of the space behind is very present.

When I turn to look behind me, I feel part of something and when I turn back to the window  I bring this world with me to the front.

The look of the people passing by effect me less than the previous days, in my perception, the outside became the fiction.