The space of the house is the first comfort that I faced with after arriving foreign country. In my room and living room which are embraced with thick wall and cozy warmth, my perspective heads toward outside. Strangeness, coldness, hesitation, and curiosity move back and forth through the window that is physical reality between in and out. The camera lens compresses space and melts the boundary between inside and outside. In the tiny moment, the boundary is formed and immediately melted again. The existence of wind is dramatically exposed to the movement of curtain. The movement of curtain has a feeling of soft and warm unlike the feeling of cold and stationary windows.