The windowsill gallery is never open to the public, it is a private and rotating exhibit, there are no agents, reporters, critics, patrons of the arts to see it. At night, an art curator comes in the dark and moves the exhibits around, removes them, rearranges and imagines them, or re-conceives them. Still, the gallery is a work of fertile imagination, it is never the same for even two days in a round. No one has ever seen the curator or had an explanation of his or her decisions, all that can be said is that he or she is gdrawn to color and shape in many different ways.