Under pressure

I was going to have to perform an art action and I needed to do it for "The apprentice", (really bad tv show). The only idea I had was to do a "pass the parcel"in front of the jury and to talk about the association improvising about the contents, talking about what is inside and actually that was the only real feeling of something that I know how to do: to talk from the inside.
-Suddenly the boss was contacting me to know how I was doing.
-Why I brake every thing? News paper, All the pieces were braking in my shaking hands, like clay pieces made by my children or very naives.
Deep France, 12.05.2006