If we were an artist and one with first-rate budgets, we’d rent two identical buildings of about ten stories high, separated by a street. We’d find a way to cover the exterior of each to become massive, realistic human heads. They’d be staring at each other, poised to talk — and on occasion, they would; but only basic, phatic phrases like, “how are you?” or “you look like you could use a vacation” or “you can say that again.” Somewhere in the neck of the “heads”, at street level, there would be a door. Visitors would be allowed to explore each building from top to bottom. Prior to installation, the rooms would have been completely stripped of any furniture or decoration. In every space, whether lobby, bathroom, closet, conference room, duct or kitchen, would be installed a vast interconnected system of Rube Goldberg mechanisms.