Dried Up is a daily 5 minute silent protest in the home. Beyond the obvious pun-on-words here, I am interested in both the distinct material language of the home and its attendant lexicon.

I am struck by the correlation which exists between the domestic action and ultimately (certainly in this case) the doer of these actions. Dried Up relates so perfectly: Maybe it's age, or maybe it's circumstantial, but I'm feeling it.