Thinking about a collab with my friend in the theatre department:
 it would be us in a room created by us, sitting at a table with all the basic ideal things, then standing up, all the while reciting a poem (below) while walking close to the camera. once we are done with the poem we would then place the masks that are similar to the one i created for my garment prosthesis, take our clothes off (i don't like this idea necessarily but i feel that it needs to be done or something of the sort) and then go batshit all over our little room breaking everything and probably just being as animalistic as possible. once we were done, we would take the masks off and recreate the scene almost like a mosaic, and sort of put it back to the way it was in all of its pieces. i have been interested in freudian theory and i feel that this is a way to show our minds fighting with ourselves.
This is a rough idea for the poem:
take walls down
in this sound
running far
and you run further
look at ourselves
in opposite directions
we are taking to space
in rooms of gold
look at my face
trying to shape the mold
of his bright hue
and say fuck off to the sky
while inside
and kick the dirt below
right in your eye
so you can pour tears that make you the one that died
steal the water that makes you glow
until its going
along with your breath
and your heavy steps showing
whats deep inside
like the shit you rubbed before
its rolling down
you're heavy and alive
ripping walls
with hands of gold
and the tears are the part of me
that blur what i won't see