In my phase as an alone raising mother I became aware of the torture of allday life actions, that we, sisyphos like, have to fullfill over and over again in order to keep our physical bodies and domestic space clean and alive. The annihiliation caused by the requirements of the physical world becomes visible. This video is one of three examinations about this subject.

In this public performance it becomes clear how we deal with our most essential need and how others deal with us in a moment of highest vulnerability. I placed myself in the middle of the biggest Shopping street in Frankfurt with the sign "LOVE ME".

I just lay there in the manner of a dead Body. Feeling how it feels to offer my Body as an object, serving the pleasure of others.

If war would be a dance, how would it look like? Is it possible, to dance war?