One hot August, a few years back, a group of art kids came together to make an experience for their peers and their city and themselves. We cut a tiny hole in tin siding on the outermost part of the school's gallery wall, as well as a big hole in the drywall. We darkened and insulated the space as much as possible, and ran the air conditioner for a full day before leading gallery goers into the dark with a cold beer in hand to experience a real life camera obscura. We pleaded with them to linger, find a spot, and let their eyes adjust. Those that did as we asked were rewarded with a gradually revealed live image of what was happening outside on the busy First Friday. Cars, bikes, people, and dogs and at one point, a train, passed by our walls outside, and did so inside as well, upside-down and in the other direction.