Wearing a long white dress which had transparent pockets at the bottom filled with broken glass, I circulated amongst the audience whispering sentences to one or two people at a time; sometimes this was intimate, at other times aggressive. As I walked I lifted the weighted glass ends of my skirt and then let the dress crash down loudly each time I stopped.

Via#6 Festival, Paris, Bourgogne & Seine-Marne, France, 2000

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