It was real and sad and they all kept going without much change for a long time.
Watching them is like witnessing a birth, yet from a great distance—romanticized, and with none of the bloody details present.
She points to her t-shirt and says: “Why is this ok?” then pulls the sleeve up to reveal her shoulder: “And this is not ok?”
We see fiery passion, desperate failing, and tender hope. It soars into outer space and plunges deep into human consciousness.
They were piecing themselves together through the same incomplete processes, using the same Elmer’s glue, the same glitter, its tiny broken mirrors.
thINKingDANCE’s Zornitsa Stoyanova reflects on performing unclothed in “shatter:::down” and “Mylar Storms”. Philadelphia, 2013.
Kirsten Kaschock on Eiko’s “A Body in a Station” in Philadelphia’s 30th Street Station, for thINKingDANCE