This piece was developed from Jean-Paul Sartre’s existentialist thought
--The 'others' have the power to freeze one into a being that they are not.
How does one understand their existence? How does one deal with relationship with others? How does one deal with the gaze from others?
"Hell is other people", though we need the others to sustain this. In this paradox of gaze and the others, the freedom I uncovered is to let go, and try to dance out gracefully: Name Me.