Explosion of emotions

To be a performance Artist, one must think of being a blank canvas. Every move, every stroke and every juxtaposition holds a meaning and impacts the viewers. Keeping that in mind, Although I had a week to plan and research on this piece, I managed to finish it. (with an extension involving complications in Health and Safety at college).
This performance was to express myself, meditate and contemplate, until I exploded with exhaustion. It was also a ritual healing of my soul, darkened by "war".The number of candles are specific and symbolic,there were 108 of them, the holy number. 1 representing "one thing", 0 representing "nothing" and 8 representing "infinity/eternity"
I grew up in a Nepal, weakened by a decade of civil war, situated in South Asia. Although I was surrounded by war, I never had any first-hand experience because I lived in the capital city Kathmandu which was somewhat safe from all the bombings and killings. Having grown up there, My family were religious and I was also surrounded by temples and monasteries. I remember seeing saffron and maroon clad monks with shaved heads in "gumba" (monastery) halls chanting beautifully. I encountered a lot of "sadhu" men clad in saffron, with ashes covering their bodies.

Most things about the civil war, I was too young to know, I was too young to do anything about it but I do remember graphic images of dead bodies on TV and Newspapers. I used to feel sad and angry about it most of the times and those images still haunt me when I think of war. Maybe this explains my feeling of extreme sadness relating war but I was and am still ignorant on political situations in Nepal.
For the performance, I was wearing a black and white robe and a military style boot to represent the good/bad in the world and the army. The blindfold was to represent my ignorance and little knowledge about what was going on. and the prostrations were to "pray"
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Reflecting on the performance, After I took my blindfold off, I felt like I wasn't in the little boxed area where I did prostrations, I felt liberated, I felt like it could have been just minutes or days since I started. The healing has started, still a long way to go.