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It seemed as though Ms. Hominal would perform in an identical fashion for the next spectator, revealing her body and face in the same detached, arty way before writing his or her name in her neat visitor’s book.

But there are fleeting works, too, like Mr. Watts’s five-minute solo and another one-on-one piece, Marie-Caroline Hominal’s 15-minute “The Triumph of Fame,” both at Under the Radar.

You are directed to a dressing room where Ms. Hominal — wearing a gold robe, PVC gloves, vertiginous heels and a stiff paper mask that more or less repeats her features — executes a slow and creepy striptease.

When Ms. Hominal raised one heel, it felt momentous.

It was the American premiere of “Duchesses,” by the French and Swiss duo of François Chaignaud and Marie-Caroline Hominal, which they have been performing for five years.