Dolly Dharma, a performance artist and heir duke of surrealist preservation, is also an expensive and cracked human plate; a relic found in New York, one gigantic operatic organ that defies description, its not 2018 yet thus, cannot be understood with the words from then, here. Dolly believes all that is to be said about them though, has already been pooled into the performance aspect on display. For further description, please refer to the night you’ll encounter a Dolly Dharma.
The Purpose of a Dolly Dharma's existence is to free people from concern. The concern is the now heightened aspect of life we live in today, and should that fall away for a second, would allow a positive and humorous injection to go back into oneself. She also doubles as a representation of awe authenticity that can be overlooked; how we all are inspiring, and yet comes the fallaway slam from media that proposes one must have millions love them in order to be special, however, her mere being here denotes that is not the case; this embodiment of one who does it to do it, for if we do not do what creativity lies dormant within us, a true artist ceases to be. We no longer cope with life. We forget therapy, and self healing from such things as loss, heartbreak, illness, etc. Invoking all our beyond the alley aspirations and theater drivel we wish we enacted, she is also the effort and she is the reminder. Our playful heart wishes to be on good speaking terms with us. Our childhood, gurgles. That just because you play by society's rules, does not rule out all that is left of you, or once was. We aren't wrong, the rules are wrong. May we all remember the surreal quality we found that wooed us as a child again. May we continue living for such other-worldy fascination we thought died down once we got to these office buildings. People in those buildings, she is here for you. That gut instinct is the instinct closest to your heart. May we all be so Dolly Dharma.