I wonder, if this is not an exhibition but a play, how would you act or curate?
If lemons are on fire
I know how to go through them
Who is inside the elevator?
Collection of gestures in a supermarket or, better, a library
(after everyone dances)
Only if this is more than a game, and only if you are exploded like Fluxus in 2050 and we all bow together to each other as ringing tomorrow in a mirror.
xxBluebells esther lu curatorial