At the art show we probably do not expect to meet a virtual man who apparently does not exist, yet he can convince us of his own existence. This being formed from rays of light is unexpectedly real and persistent, while asking us questions and in a simple way forcing us to adopt a position, to articulate our ambiguous opinion with simple YES / NO. It is like our bad conscience that formulates attitudes we would like to deny and we do not know what to do with them. Can we stand for ourselves in the face of the confident smartness of the artificial creation of Anastasia Afonina? / rv