Scopaesthesia

Walk into a room where you have 3 doors around you - Walk straight ahead and find a key — Alert! Turn, and walk around it. See its points and from there, look above, the room is watching you — If it was night time. You would have fallen into a trap in the middle of the room. Is there anyone there or is there a wall. That doesn‘t see at all. (If I had a key and I turned it back around in the middle of my palm 3 times clockwise it would become 100 times its size and crystallise, stealing away the substance from the bathroom. Then it would place itself in the middle of the room and tell me stories of when it was a fighter.) The room is old, very old, it stares and stares and out the two windows you are stared back at from across the street. It stares and stares and finds its own perpendicular mirror. Underneath one of these viewing points sits a lower composition of image, collage on mirror printing, this one is built into the place. This one doesn‘t move just as the one on the other wall, slopped into a smashing of architectural transformation, this one is a slit into the other sense. With its steel it holds the history of painted sceneries where you could poke your hand through into another space and be met with a shared reality. Look at the window through the wall. Now turn back around. Scopaesthesia, the terminology of this space. The Psychic Staring Effect. A primal reflex or a cognitive power, a space in which the magic is given a terminology. Witness is here. The term in bold is used to imagine invisible things, as the people through the walls do, watching you. As the public on the transport, the mass expectations, the existing in the present where you are constantly re-doing what can be done, unless you are doing as you were told it should be done. The more you do the un-doing, the reflection may be more present. The looking at you, the seen self, in this room, time and time again Do you see the room?