The performance '“We will always have Rome“ retraces the marks and circumstances of a nesting deer in my belly. The deer is one thing that has to be taken care of. Therefore, my body becomes the disguise, the knife, the carrier. For the deer to pass through times, I exist. That’s why a mother is there. It lives fleetingly, always ahead of time, conflicting past, obscuring future. In stillness and vitality, the deer will always be revolutionary, confrontational and so, my birth giving rib shell.