Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Imagine the cloth around our bodies billowing out but then connecting, zippers drawing the forms together, pulling the cloth in and out. There’s a humor to this expanse, a dance. There’s the way that cloth become self-expression, and what about when it’s all of us together in this way, pulling in and out. What if we are in a room and not shouting but speaking loud enough that everyone can hear without straining? What if we are saying something that no one wants to hear? Can we have spotlights without shadow? Then when we move our hands across our bodies to find not cloth but the tapering of zippers connecting skin.