How can you tell ? Is it following me ? Is it following the pointer ? What did cause this sudden excitement ? Will it get away from me ? Will I be able to calm it down, to board it ? Sometimes it is seized by a stillness even more disturbing. It disappears in a split second in order to reappear and to neglect me, rather bumping and bouncing into my black screen. Sometimes, cunning stratagem, its twin joins in ; this second ball doesn’t bump against  the frame and disappears as it likes. Speed, slowness, hazards, repeats, absurd course, this is the art of the programme : is the machine alive ? What is at the origin of this fascinating movement of a simple red ball on a black screen ? A haunting question asked by Antoine Schmitt throughout his work. His programed objects, semi-autonomous as he calls them, don’t answer this question but ask it tirelessly. We like to follow them, indefinitely.