You recognize these feet. Not because you've seen them — because you've been them. Standing at the edge of a cliff in Norway wondering if this is as far as you go. Walking across a bedroom floor at 7am not sure what the day wants from you. Stepping into water so clear you can see exactly where you are and still feel completely lost. 27 locations. 27 surfaces. 27 moments where the body moved before the mind made up its mind. We spend our whole lives looking for meaning in faces. It was always in the feet.