“Fucking Kunst” is written on my belly with slimy and white colour. I’m dressed in a skirt with a 20 meter long trail made of bubble wrap.
Slowly I walk down the iron stairs. The trail fills all the steps and it makes a sound. I lay down on the last steps. My head and shoulders lie on the floor, the rest of my body is on the last steps. For a long time I’m in this position and don’t blink my eyes.
After a while I wipe off the letters from my belly and stay in the same position as before.
At the end I’m rolling over my head and slowly walk upstairs till nobody can see me and my trail.