Kajsa Dahlberg works cinematically with the sculptural room and creates a ghostlike, challenging synthesis. A looped Tarkovskij-tracking encloses a cubistic full-scale model, architecture which barely exists. The construction is without function, but carries four index numbers, as openings for the camera eye, in all cardinal points. In this space, marked by High-Modern references a strange dialogue devoid of meaning is carried out, provoking the spectators. The will to get out of the circular reasoning awakens, almost invokes, but the movement back and forth is an insurmountable obstacle. It is left to the spectator to question this pattern, when he or she leaves the gallery.