As the bear
makes a path through the maze, perspectives and angles are constantly
changing around them. Vertical becomes horizontal in the blink of an
eye. Sometimes they're going up, others down, walking in a straight
line as the ground loop-the-loops beneath them.
Bushes are
pulled from the ground as Strauss directs. Sometimes they're in
front of the bear, others above, or occasionally below. Up becomes
down without warning, left switching to right before curving to
wobbly. For Fiona, it is the strangest of journeys. Carried in the
arms of a giant teddy bear, through a landscape that's as mesmerising
as it is confusing. She's not sure she could have walked it herself
and nausea wells in her throat at the dizzying chaos of it all.
“There are some things I don't need to see,” she mutters under
her breath as she closes her eyes.
