scotch across​

Craving the craziness that stews under the tape of a thousand rolls while you hop scotch across DC to the sound of your own drum. A madness so mellow it only shakes he antennae of the ants in the cellar. The colorful cringing of companionship lost in translation when the face and body are just filled with a goop in a shell of a human.

Performance orchestrated by Benoit and Sheldon Scott in Washington, DC in 2013