毎日昼夕２回、潮の干満のように美術館前のドメイン公園に霧が立ちこめる。スプリンクラーの要領で900個のノズルを設置。訪れる人は、まずは幻想的な霧のイメージを写真に撮る。子供と犬は毎日のように遊びに来て、霧の中に入ったり出たりを繰り返し、全身で霧の感触を楽しむ。霧笛を吹く老人。口と鼻を手で覆う若い看護婦。警官は霧を煙幕と呼び、デモ隊はそれを催涙弾と呼んだ。人それぞれに自分の言葉で霧と会話し、記憶し、想像する。
（第２回シドニー・ビエンナーレ）

During one month, fog filled Domain Park twice a day like the ebb and flow of the tide. 900 nozzles were installed like sprinklers.
Visitors’ first impulse was to take a photo in the fog. Children and dogs came everyday to play, running in and out of the fog, delighting in the total sensory immerison. An oldman played flute in the fog. A nurse covered her nose and mouth with her hands. Police called it a smoke screen, demostrator tear gas. People engaged the fog on their own terms, through their memory, their imagination.
(The 2nd Biennale of Sydney)