If you need to deconstruct something to the point of kitty litter then please do it with a little care and a little context. It seems rare for someone who regularly swallows, digests and regurgitates performance art to taste it. For once my experience of a performance was perhaps, if I can admit it… a little personal. I cringe at this compassion (which is telling).
Perhaps it’s because I make things like this too?
One-woman-shows-at-angst-o’clock.
But tonight this chick made something I have been trying to do for so long and it gives me hope and confidence that a single woman on a stage with a microphone is not only legitimate, but vital.
Von Phoebe Marsh
