Transparency was a project in collaboration with a fashion designer. The task was to find the gap between the outer shell of a person and the public - from the inside to the outside. The person determines the extent of his ambient shell. This installation refers to the thought "who/what do I want to let under my skin". I see this as a comment on the throwaway values of our society. The skin in this project is represented by the transparent textile, the little figures and the big lamps stand for the gaze. The busts for the inner skin...barely protected with bras. Transparent textile because of the way many people give too much of an insight from the very first moment. Where is the gap? How easy can you get underneath one another’s "second skin"? Are we selective enough with what we give away - looks, thoughts?