In the Hole
This is a short performance, where I hide in old mechanic's pit in a garage filled with strangers.
I am lying in old mechanic’s pit in a garage filled with strangers. Above me is a fabric covering with a small hole. I call a stranger on his cellphone and confess my anxieties and fears about being ‘in the hole’. I extend my hand through the opening and he holds it as we form a temporary conection.