|this is subtle and unpretentious, but perfectly fulfills the challenge. There's a sense that most people have cleared out. The scene, whatever it was, is over. The fact that she's sitting on the floor puts her in tension against that movement, as if she's not ready for it to be over. Visually, there is emptiness behind her, representing a sort of stasis she has achieved in the face of this ending, which she is on the fringe of. For a moment, SHE is the audience, and the chairs act out their little dance, pirhouetting through sunlight and waxed reflections.
Posthumous Red Ribbon