UNFASHION A deconstructed fashion show choreographed in realtime.
I heard you abstract a fashion show. There are no designer or designed clothes. You put white gaffer tape on the floor to outline a runway, and dancer-turned-models take turns to pose an effective "look" to the audience.
You told me it's all meant to be a quip about liveness: the idea that a performance is unrepeatable and so on. You overstep your role as a choreographer and step into the performance to say: People, this is live. You interfere: erase, change, and add things and movement.
Well, you admit it's all a bit fake. Once you turn the spotlight on liveness, it fades and becomes something else. You objectify that which is not objectifiable, which, of course, doesn't work. But that's alright. This failure, reminding you of reality TV aesthetics, makes the work *doubly* interesting.