I love thinking about this relationship in various manifestations. For example, with the human body, I’m interested in the occasions that subvert the basic modes or boundaries of the internal/external sex, surgery, vomit, etc. I love amoebas and other single-cell organisms. Balconies, also, for their state of being external, but also kind of internal, to a structure. In The Ants they are all over the place in that respect, inside and outside of the human body, trying to get ‘inside’ of ‘it’, whether it is something as small and intangible as the decay of a sound, or an ant trying to hang on to its spot inside Madonna’s mouth. (Sawako Nakayasu)