2013; 2-channel video, 09'30" and 33'00", looped
dance considered as erotical and evocative ritual may change into a completely awkward farce.
my body is not potentially attractive lure inviting a curious look anymore,
but an uncontrolled puppet of bouncing fat and imperfections.
is it necessary to fight your physis? or psyche?
raw video material.
no editing.
how does it look like when we set ourselves free?
i don't give a fuck.
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