At the beginning of this performance the space was completely dark, ushers helped the audience to their seats by way of a flashlight. Also, on each chair in the audience was a white dust mask for them to wear over their mouth and nose, as the theater space would get quite dusty with flour powder. As the lights came up on the stage, I was laying, sprawled out on the stage floor, with clothesline ropes tied to my wrists and ankles. The ropes hung from the ceiling through pulleys that held on the other end dresses filled with flour. Each dress connected to my wrists weighted 25 pounds each and were old lace dresses for young girls, size 7 and size 9. The dresses connected to my ankles weighted a bit more, 50 pounds each. One dress was young girls' dress, size 10 and the dress connected to my right ankle was for a woman, misses' size 12.

In this performance I struggled for 30 minutes to raise and lower the dresses, making them smash to the stage floor, which was microphoned, to amplify the crashing and thudding sound. This action started out slowly then the pace picked up, at times all the dresses were pounding against the floor simultaneously. The purpose was to shake all the flour out of all the dresses, however I became completely exhausted before I was able to achieve this. Toward the later half of the performance my mission was to concentrate on relieving the one woman's dress of the flour. The conclusion consisted of cutting myself from the ropes, with a knife I had stashed in a pocket (at the breastbone) sewn into the slip I was wearing. After I freed myself from the ropes I cut all the dresses down and laid them on the stage floor. And finally, I put on the women's dress that had been attached to my right ankle and the handkerchief that had been used as a mask over my mouth for the performance; I had transferred onto my head as a kerchief. The lighting for this performance was yellow spot lights, where at times the intensity had matched the movement of the dresses. For example, if I was working one particular dress up and down for a time, the light illuminated that dress only, leaving the rest of the stage dark. I must add that I was surprised upon my sitting up to cut the ropes to find that the audience had indeed worn the white dust masks while they witnessed the performance. Also, the space had become so dusty that for me, it too became like a dream to watch the audience through the flour powder still in the air at that time.