Wendy Lesueur

Entering the performance room one sees a perfect model for an art class posing in a darkened space, a single spotlight shines from above, and lets the skin of the young woman radiate like the moon. Her head is covered; apparently she does not want to be recognized. The visitors of this small room are supposedly looking at work of art, pleasing to the eye, movements of head, shoulders and later legs make new patterns of light patches in wondrous ways. To a murmur of voices in the background...