Contract with a stranger.
Edible pages with words that don't break down so you can spit them out again.
Give me your laptop password.
Have dinner with me?
-I’m working on that-
Lighting designer to light dance piece with single iPhone torch.
Not quite that but some thing similar-
-probably will come together at some point.
Repeated screenings of the same news bulletin.
Sitting in the back seat of a car, watching the performance in front of you unfold.
Tell me something, tell them something, tell him something.
Working in a sweet shop, wearing candy colour uniforms and speaking in poetry.
Yeah, well we-