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Is she dancing alone in her room? Or for you?


An experiment in gestus, in the verfremdungseffekt, in making the familiar strange and awakening the critical eye.


Ours is a world where women are constantly on display, always being looked at, commented on, touched, felt up, told to smile, and in the worst cases, violently enacted upon. Women are always expected to perform, to embody visual spectacle; to be pleasing to the heterosexual, male gaze. We are the looked-at to the male to-look-upon.


Music is absent in this performance piece, leaving us with no apparent cue for the performance and with the sounds of the body, of breath and effort, privileging the female experience as to appearance. 

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