A concave array of 270 plastic bags suspended from the ceiling inflate and deflate rhythmically – their movement controlled and synchronised by 1000 precisely aligned fans and 45 circuit boards.
A constant crinkling sound fills the museum’s vast hall. Like the rustle of tissue paper. Or the rush of the tide.
Or that locust-person in Screen 12, two seats away with the big bag of M&Ms.
Now you have it.