Neeme Külm would not be himself if he didn’t consider the space around him as the first and determining entity. He knows the City Gallery like the back of his hand. He knows there is a suspended ceiling with an empty space between the two levels; he knows where and when the partitions were built and where it is best to ventilate the room. Now he seems to sense those hundreds of exhibitions that have been held in this gallery with every cell in his body. In the exhibition hall where “the space sheds skin like a snake with each new display”, he makes the process of fading and re-emergence visible, carefully peeling off layers of paint applied on the walls throughout the decades, entitling resulting view as a Peel-off Wave.