i just had an idea for an art perfomance installation. one woman maybe russian or slavic looking stands in the middle of a dark room and under her are huge chunks of butter. she is wearing high heels that clearly make her uncomfortabel. she crushes the butter under her high heels and rubs them over the floor with her shoes and moves her body in waves and moves her arms eratically and asks "where am I?". she will fall down of course but she will get up and do it again etc until her hair is oily and she is fucked up half crying while she asks over and over again disorientedly "where am I?". fucked up make up also. could be accompanied with dystopian industral sounds
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