This is a photo of students taking pictures -- an investigation of an investigation. It is eerie seeing others silently lift their phones high above their faces to the light pouring from the ceiling; it is so calm and quiet, save the low murmur of passing and leaving students. What did they think or feel at that moment? Were they thinking about the angle of their shot? The lighting, colours, foreground, background? Simplicity, the rule of thirds? To take a step back and observe the curious behaviour of tourists taking photos, it almost feels as if you were a scientist to a cage of mice, this dissociation.