In our interpretation, the palace in Bly is ephemeral, and its form is only illusory. I have been developing the idea of vanishing or ephemeral architecture in my scenographic projects for some time. To incorporate the function of ephemerality into architecture seems something contrary to its nature. Nevertheless, our building is exactly that. Devoid of a facade: doors and windows, holding only the shape or contour of architecture, which disappear in front of the viewers’ eyes during the performance. Instead of bricks, the walls are made of transparent fabric, emphasizing the immateriality of the object. And at the same time revealing what is usually hidden: the most intimate lives of the inhabitants. In this interpretation, everything is exposed and made manifest. And yet still the violence goes unrecognized. Our House is an attempt to narrate the story of a building that, instead of providing shelter, becomes transparent, just like the gaze of adults escaping from the problem of growing evil. It turns out that what is most solid in the house is the very trauma that is overlooked and unnoticed by anyone, which grows causing the world to fall apart.