 Juarez, Mexico, July 28, 2019. In a parking lot, a group of Mexican and Indo-Hispanic men strap long pink teeter-totters onto a pickup truck. One of the men climbs in with them. My name is Romulo Arell. I am a partner in Studio Arell San Patello. We are the designers of the teeter-totter wall project that we installed on the West Mexico border near El Paso in Juarez. The three teeter-totters vibrate as they drive down a long road. We saw several sites where there were communities along the wall. We looked for places where we could insert a teeter-totter into the wall. We also tried to do this, asking permission by Homeland Security and Border Patrol agents working with arts organizations. And none of it really came to fruition. And then in the summer of 2019, we had the teeter-totters constructed in Juarez. We invited friends on the U.S. side. There was a village and community that we were very familiar with on the Mexican side and this is how an event happened that day. Raelle and the others carry the teeter-totters down a dirt road, hurrying toward the slatted steel border wall. With people gathered on both sides of the wall, Raelle slips a teeter-totter between the slats and sets it into place. People quickly climb on and joyously move up and down. Immediately, I don't think there was one second that passed and then all the kids jumped on these teeter-totters. They play on three teeter-totters, as others look on. Supported by an adult, a young Mexican girl beams. You know, when you think about a teeter-totter in a park, it can be an animal, you could be riding a tiger or a caterpillar or something, but they also vibrate colors. They're meant to be like you're imagining yourself riding on something and so we're imagining what that would be. We've also talked about this wall being simultaneously a space of joy and a space of horror. Two armed soldiers in desert camouflage walk past Raelle as he bounces on a teeter-totter. Moms and kids playing created a different kind of space, right? Once we were in a space of violence and then we were in a sanctuary and so the play just continued. Kids and adults bounce up and down, sharing teeter-totters through the border wall. What does it mean to walk into the spaces of violence and to understand that within those spaces of violence, life must continue and what is life without joy? The wall stretches into the distant mountains, next to a village on the outskirts of Juarez.