I don't think you can handle this
I am possessed by my fantasies.
Now they will be possessed by me.
A woman is alone in her house. With a chair, a radio, a toaster. She is full of fantasies, fears, memories and desires. She is possessed by them. They make her speak in different voices, make her dance, make her sing. The objects become alive. the chair starts to dance, the radio plays by itself. This is a solo for one woman and multiplied possessions. Through the different characters- an old russian singer, Charles bukowski, a Japanese revenged woman, and more, she is exploring her women’s range and identity.