The performance began with the space in total darkness. A tape of the deep chanting of Tibetan monks played loudly. My wife, Allyson, her body coated with white greasepaint, walked slowly into the space carrying a candle. I followed behind her, my body coated with black greasepaint. We entered the large yin-yang symbol placed on the floor. As i sat motionless, fixing my attention on a skeleton seated opposite me, Allyson lit twelve candles placed like watch numbers around the rim of the symbol. Then she placed her candle in the center of the symbol and continued walking slowly around the rim. The chanting continued and the candles melted and went out, leaving only the central flame. Allyson and I met at the edge of the circle. A strobe light began flashing outside the circle. Standing under the light with horns and drums playing loudly, we sensuously embraced and merged our pigments. When the chanting returned and the loud music ended, we went back to the circle and the strop went off. Both of our bodies were now grey. Allyson walked into the center, picked up the central flame, and walked out. I followed her. The space was again left in total darkness, and the chanting ended.