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Tom Cruise dancing in his underwear and socks in parent's vacated living room performed a magnificent version of freedom despite imprisonment by the script contractually obligating his "freedom" dancing "unwatched" in stark white briefs before an audience of - who really could have predicted then - hundreds of millions. This tension of contractually obligated freedom is a general one of art and a specific one for Lili Reynaud-Dewar for whom being naked in exhibition spaces never seems to come with freedom but rather an artistic obligation to somehow perform within these spaces where freedom's intimacy is subordinated to the transactional obligation of performance implying a requisite meaning/"artistry" to the body and movements to be fulfilled, which Reynaud-Dewar does painted red dancing.
