We’ve always been taught not to stare; not to look at someone deeply because it might offend them; that if someone “different” catches our eye we have objectified them. This is the life of the viewer.
Alternatively, should we possess a birthmark, a glorious height, or unknown disability we risk being ostracized. This is the life of the viewed.
For both the viewer and viewed, there are harsh limitations – the viewer does not have time to see beyond appearances and the viewed risks only being seen as other.
Can a dynamic, safe space for both to truly look and experience each other exist?