I am on my way carrying a giant piece of skin coloured lilac and dark green. It is as big as a sleeping self-inflating car.  The surface feels like the back of a frog.
I got to bring it somewhere, quickly.
In that country it is hot and streets are dusty full with crazy bus drivers.
As I run to catch the bus I see a couple that is grown together on ears and nose.  They look funny and I realise that other people around look funny too.
The Wind blows hard and as I am inattentive one moment the skin starts to burst in the wind and I have to run after it to save it.  A car stops and people want to help me. After I caught a small piece of the skin I go and bring to the other side of the street in side my car.  While I sit in the car I see that those people inflate the giant skin and I know immediately that this is fatal and that I have to stop them somehow.
But I am caught in the car and scream no, no, no, no.
I struggle hard to get out of the car but I am too late the skin is now fully inflated and starts to burn, seconds later cars around are burning too. I feel an explosion coming and start to run.

The performance artist Linda Franke works in an unusually sensual way and constructs a narrative which reveals her affinity to surrealist paintings and a fantastically bizzare world of film images.  

Komlpex room installations involving costumes and mask are basic equipment in her performances, which generally happen only once and suggest performance as an ephemeral experience.  The aspect of visuality that shows in emphasizing material qualities such as silicon, rubber, foam, wax, fabric, wood and food and is combined with sound elements from diffrent music genres ranging from jazz to opera.

A certain motionlessness of the scenes suggests to draw comparison to a Tableau Vivants, a living picture.