The exterior of the 12×12 room shows the wood 2×4 framing against the beige backside of the drywall. The corner of the cube is caving in on itself under the weight of the gross, faux foliage and insulation that is now growing like fungus. Around the corner the façade of the building cleans up as it transforms into a waiting room, three redone renditions of typical waiting room paintings garishly prepare you for the interior of the room. Inside the answering machine is methodically playing instructional messages on how to camouflage. A white lamb, sitting on the white leather office chair shares its material and colour, bleating out at the carpeted deer that skirts the rooms periphery. These new occupants of the office are claiming a new terrain, attempting to take control of the stark, bleak interior of the room.