Room service on call...

Usually we are deep in something, a gentle knock draws us to answer it by its lack of pretension-it cannot be much. We open the door to find a rather shabby figure, when a face like the shadow, but very benign.

There is a tent in a room she has rented. From the inside of the tent, made for protection one from mosquito bites, all of the outside world in a room is kept visible with slight distortion through countless tiny holes in the synthetic fabric of tent. Since she lives by herself and has no vistors 'Outside the world in a room' consists of objects belonging her and kept organizied by her own rules of survival and domestication.

Inside of the tent, her physical existence has been registered as a refugee from personal trauma. In other worlds, the tent itself has been used as a operation room to generate a certain language to deal with the relation between what is inside the room and what is outside of the room.

A series of lapses of concentration world normally be experienced in the form of accidents that were actually coused by the lapses.

All of the outside world in a room keeps visible with slight distortion by countless holes in the synthetic fabric of tent.