The ground floor had a giant Free Wall just inside entrance of the building where visitors could paint freely. 
The way so many people were piling on everyday scrawlings of colorful paint,
it was like observing the scenery of, rather, the mirror image of a graffiti session in the streets.
Names, words, numbers, characters, patterns, pure color; each visitor left behind their own thoughts,
regardless of meaning, in the form of freehand scribbling.
As for #BCTION, whose stance is something along the lines of a civic center open to the public,
it might just serve as a hint, a guide when considering the relationship between art and public nature in Japan.
The museum shop in the corner sold hand made trinkets and clothes full of ideas from their creators,
original goods from participating artists and offered silk screen printing.
It teemed with weekend visitors in search of souvenirs.
There was art inside the buildings elevator as well,
and the venue layout of which it traversed was cleverly designed so that one’s image
of it changed depending on whether they took the stairs or the elevator.