ART
Large wax sculptures of creatures- colorful- light up like large candles on exhibition night and watch them melt... film them melting.
FILM
interments out of toilette roles and milk bottles all painting
cardboard box
Moon-ite draws on notes and plays each note like a synthesizer
Audience members are made out of bits of rubbish and dolls who cheer the orchestra on
Three hump-like islands rise out of the sea. Each island is dominated by a different religion evident by the statues of worship on each hump- a cross, a Bhuddah and Ganesh.
3 moon-ites sit around the islands in a large shell bath (sea)
They are the real three gods of this world.
eating noodles and spitting them into bath
Moon-ites on a leesh
Camera goes down the oesophagus into a foamy, floaty land- Moon's stomach
workers filter the good and the bad through different pipes eg. nutritous goodness/ excrement. Digested food floods in through a shoot.
Witch Doctor with blacked out teeth runs towards the camera screaming- crash zoom.
egg with an eye on it.. she cracks it in the middle of her forehead and lets the yolk slide down her face.
Its about narcissism. Non-realities. Power. Multiple personalities witin one. Performance. Gender bending. Different types of sexualuty- dominant, androgenous, primitive.
Ideas for costume change, or morphing special effects.
Normal Alexandra sitting on a couch- like a rag doll... floppy
Dandy grooming mustache in the mirror.. smoking a cigarette.
making out with a boy.
Admires reflection in a bucket of water... is drawn till it till his face is in the water.. emerges dripping with black paint
The moon-ites start to polish them and lick them as the Dom whips either side.
Take Dandy to a bucket of water where he admires his refelction--- they dunk his head in till he is gasping for breath and make-up runs down his face...
Screen is split into 3. With all three figures blowing smoke into the camera and staring down the barrel.
Dom pours blam paint down on assistants faces.
eye egg... witch doctor cracks it into her forehead and lets the yolk run down her face.
Use the voice over over some music...
moon-ites on a leash*
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