The food in 2060 will be disgusting and I was a drug dealer for a day, which was nice.

Next project, in which happily changed some people in our group, welcoming new associates - was much more satisfying and I think I didn't have that much fun while doing weird projects never in my life.

It was all about the joke and the visuals, the exaggeration of the stereotypes and the clichés.

What was out idea then? So, again - being very negative about the future, we decided, that in 2060 food will become a liquid, disgusting mush, but rich in vitamins and anything your body needs to be productive - added on to your house as another tap, delivered by services being of government's control, charged like electricity or running water.
Restaurants? Gone. Food-shops? Gone. You can't get the real anywhere. Officialy.
Therefore, the real food, the food with taste and the sweetness and the texture will become an underground drug, delivered to you by criminals.
It becomes addictive. Especially, that the network was specialising in sweets and doughnuts.

So, we came up with a fake crime scene, a drug language translated into sweets and a drug addict, who's a dealer as well (that's me) shape shifted into that weird candy horror-like teenager in an awful sweatsuit. You'll see.

week looking-like sour apple jelly strips

a photoshoot of Rosalinda Cherry-Popper

before and after the addiction

heroine? No! Marshmallows, please!

Sniffing.

My criminal records.

Making of the criminal scene.

More sniffing.

Supplies!

Supplier!

...and a dealer.

Evidence no 8 and no 7

THE CRIME SCENE!

and me, selling da stuff 

I was more than willing to become a character of Rosalinda Cherry-Popper, a candy addict and a sweet-dealer. I had a childish joy to put the colourful make up on and to interact with people. 

I was a good dealer. I loved the way some people played along. I somehow overcome my social anxiety. I am only using self-checkouts at Tesco just not to talk to strangers, but putting myself into the spotlight that day in a really weird make-up and outfit seemed easier than to mumble 'thank you' at the end of the service. I would love to do something like that again - to play a character.

Below, there is my snapchat video, which managed to catch the spirit of the day, and a bit of making of too. Enjoy.