BY LAND

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by land :::: we see a female enter the crowded room. she is followed by a light and the music changes. she spends much time fidgeting with her floor length gown.
her train is very long and full and she is very aware of her body and her posture --- perhaps awkward in her skin. her gown is expensive and she is overdressed and the train is not functional and every other thing that comes along with luxurious and exorbitant fashion.
she moves to a space in the center of the room. she circles the space until her train is fully extended and spread.
*pop* the lighting and sound changes and her dress comes to life. like a photographer's reflector, or an inflatable dome, the train rises to shape and extends up to four feet into the room. it is stretched fabrics taking form and becoming a 3-dimensional mountain range on which projections begin to occur. at first it is beautiful and strange ... flowers blooming and then dying, weather patterns, decomposition sequences (earthly and dirty) she is intrigued and as an actress or a dancer, she is somewhat interacting with the imagery. the images change into scarier ones, wolves snap at her face, birds fly into her, trees fall down, the they move into real beauty ... skin, touch, pulling her in ... she enters the architectural space created by her own train and her silhouette makes shadow plays as she dances her part ... the light fades and the dress closes around her.

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