The audience had total control. The only limit was their own conscience. For the first hour, the crowd was shy. People offered her the rose. They held her hands. Someone draped the scarf over her shoulders. There was laughter, nervous glances, a sense of absurdity.
What would you have done?
The performance remains a warning. It suggests that civilization is not a fixed state—it is a fragile agreement. And under the right (or wrong) circumstances, most of us are capable of becoming the person holding the scissors, or worse, the person who simply turns away. marina abramovic art rhythm 0