A friend offered up her family home as a kind of living installation/performance space for the Halloween weekend. I knew I wanted to participate, as I have participated in one of these house-projects before and deeply enjoyed it. After visiting the house and location initially, I was in awe of its history. The house showed its age well, and so I thought it was fitting to sew up the cracks that appeared in the walls- exposing a pure truth that the house and surrounding landscape had- the location used to be a lake and was filled in by the city ages ago. Many of the cracks had been plastered over, only to re-crack anyways, so I thought why try and hide them.
The weekend turned out to be a pretty fun and interesting event- there was body mapping, dance performances, artwork, a "confession booth", and other installations.