sharing rhythm creates a political question about who determines rhythm and when trio in unison, with the possibility of becoming either backup dancers or soloists open-ended and absurdist and nonsensical shame as part of gaze
Dangling in mid-air like a thrust-out tongue, an oval-shaped rocky surface extends from the mouth of a cave to form a rough-hewn apron stage in the middle of a mountain.
They will surely become aware of the powers inherent in other generations, that the children and the elderly possess the wisdom of resurrection in our time.
It’s an experiment in placing the private in public, says the director—a device HE will learn to use well in the many years to come.
The curtain opens on the cold, wintry Atlantic Ocean.
Can you see it? A huge expanse of water, crystal clear, a cliché. Dotted with little floating heads.
This landscape offers things up to you – and your body takes its place among them. Rest for a moment. You do not need to make anything appear; so much is already here, and you are not even close to being in control.
The “ultimate performance” requires the agora, as it demands a democratic space in which every author is also every other person’s performer.