In the first sentence, I read: “The woman with the patient eyes looks at me. I smile inwardly.” I search the room for a woman with patient eyes; my eyes settle on a woman looking absorbedly at a series of photographs in the same room. She does look kind. Am I programmed to see her in this light now? I turn back to the screen: “A girl with Peter Pan boots and glasses walks into the room.” I watch as the text rounds out its description of me: “She looks comfortable, in a young way.” I like this description. I’m glad I look comfortable. I don’t feel comfortable. Do I ever feel comfortable?
Read it all: SFMOMA | OPEN SPACE
i really liked this when i went last weekend.
Talk about self conscious. Wow.
These interactive...make me take a lot of deep breaths to stave off Big Brother-esque...
I was described as the smiling woman in the sparkling red scarf :) At first I thought the descriptions were random...
i really liked this when i went last weekend.
Scary, but fascinating.
Cool in a creepy way!
Oh lawdy, installations like this frighten me.
this is actually my favourite art piece i’ve read about in so so so long.
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