If a room or space can alter how we feel, if our feelings are affected by the color of the walls, the shape of a door, the design of the wallpaper, what will happen to us in places we experience or inhabit?

I am wandering around the things that intrigue me, the beginning of maturation, the remains of life—such as ashes and bones, the objects that link our lives with our deaths. I walk on, like a column of ants. I feel something ...