In 2015 I was a Duty Manager at this contemporary art gallery. An installation by Lynn Hersman Lesson included two mechanical sculptures which simulated breathing when members of the public approached them. I had turned of the lights in the gallery and was about to lock the door when I heard the nearest breathing machine start up in the far gallery. Without turning the lights back on I walked over to make sure it wasn’t stuck running overnight. By the time I had gone the 15 feet over to it, it had stopped. As I stood there, the second breathing machine 25 feet further away in the opposite corner of the space started. It lasted only a few breaths before stopping again. I left.
Submitted by NM
Story collected by Khoops, Liminal Ambassador