Hass’ Diploma show.
We stayed sometimes eight hours at a time in our positions, moving appropriately to the Tango music and trying our best to portray an Image – connected to the mesmerising and hypnotic ‘Room’ of ‘Fine Art’ that Hass had created.
A woman in a dress of red roses sang, a man all painted in white stayed asleep, beneath him ‘Midas’ drunk and golden, an insect lady in the ceiling with lights in her hair and another woman dressed as a femme fatale intoxicated by the scent of her black slave who stood there in the corner waving his fan. A transvestite whore bravely selling time to all who passed by.
And then of course there was me! - Stuck on my podium for hours on end, a moving statue painted in white.
People came in and out, in and out – Exclamation, approval, surprise and delight and there I stood, on my podium looking down on it all like the
‘Whore of Babylon’
And Hass was a hero for a week
He received his Diploma and then it was all over and we went home and carried on with our lives