I'm celibate by choice, by the way. I feel that it gives me a mojo boost to help me in my search for truth and meaning.
You see, I'm really into this 'making people think' thing, and consider my art as the proper vehicle for doing so. Yes, watching someone artfully strip can be an occasion for thought. No, I'm not talking about lustful thoughts, I'm talking about thinking about the very fundamental questions of human existence. Part of my art is subverting expectations.
What you see up front is a large ta-taed honey that you think will take off her clothes until she is altogether in the altogether. But there is an underlying agenda. I show my audience how to discard the everyday humdrumness and to focus on the reality as it is of human existence. After all, existence precedes essence, and nudity is the ultimate truth. A naked person cannot lie. My goal is to deliberately confront them with the transitoriness of everyday life that we choose to ignore and to deliberately question the point of their existence. This is what makes me the 'existential stripper.'"
"Suzette, do you perform in costume or use props?"
"Yes, sometimes I perform while using handcuffs on a member of the audience while I give him a lap dance; but this gimmick has limited possibilties. Lately, I have been dressing as an owl. This is in part in homage of Goya's etching El sueño de la razón produce monstruos, partly from Pauline Réage's The Story of O, and lastly because I stress that the audience should give a hoot! Existential lessons require copious props; but I'm sure that Jean-Paul Sartre would have approved.