From inside--being in someone else's body

Have you ever wondered what it'd be like to be in someone's else's body? Ultimately the body is a beautiful and perilous fact into whose mould we only imperfectly fit.

What happens in-side? Is it my woman's body that thinks?

Wandering through the body puzzling out a system of symbols. The trouble is, affect resists signification outright. The inside and outside become muddled when you start to feel your body in relation to the image.

In Watching You, Watching Me, we will have the opportunity to step inside someone else's skin, and to experience being looked at from their point of view. We'll see through their particular lens how people watch and react to them, and we will hear in their own words how the way people look at them makes them feel.

In and out of the eye, in and out of the mouth, in and out of the flesh. Blood pulsing as cells split and gems are passed in and out of the body. Transfiguration's of the bodily dejecta. Where does the self end and the other begin?