My heart is led by the smell of fresh shampoo on the housewife’s hair. She is happy and fresh. She is calm and still got that youthful charm, she hadn’t lost it quite yet. By the time she will be ready, and walk out the door with her laid back outfit and soft, gentle steps, my rage against the peaceful family will become louder, and louder
SOB is a play, game, show, reality cult, surreal /experimental performance which unfolds a wire of missplaced relations between objects and humans. Enjoy.