Adrift

The twenty people that I assembled are seated inside an anonymous waiting room, drifting between the waking world of bureaucracy and administration and a childlike state of dreams and vulnerability. The room bobs and sways, knocking the sleepers’ heads from side to side. Amidst the gentle tumult of the room, the unconscious sleepers shift about as they try to remain comfortable despite the unusual movement.

(Quelle: http://www.rudelius.org/)