No matter how eloquent we are, our appearance tells its own story. It awakens a narrative in the other person over which we have no power. The body behaves like a kind of filter through which we perceive the person speaking and acting. The body one has expresses something a priori, even when we do not want it to. From this point of view, the body can be a burden, also a deception. To what extent am I in control of the image I convey to the outside world? Can I influence the attributions to my appearance outside of the usual routines of expectation and observation? Can I even control them without opening my mouth? It's about trying to control, rewrite, overcome, expand, and play with the narratives one associates with the performer's body.
On nine 65-inch UHD screens, one sees video paintings showing parts of the performance Mating Season. They have been removed from the theatrical context, placed in the public space and filmed statically. There is no order, no time limit, no "wrong" look. In the darkness of the exhibition space everyone can look how (long) he or she wants.

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