= N. as in 'not' here— is the poor body - for what remains and for what will ALWAYS be LEFT- of n (cup) ah ah ah thinnest nipple—•—•—•—•
ORIGINAL PERFORMANCE NOTES
THE POOR BODY
PostMasters Gallery, New York, http://www.postmastersart.com/
1986 choreographed & performed by Elizabeth Lahey text; sound, & stills: Meredith Stricker
videography: Frederic Lahey
Soundtrack of cicadas rising and falling, constant. Sheepbells at dusk on Lesbos, running in the distance and closer, deeper. Percussive cascade of bells against the roar of wind over dirt paths and thistles.
The text is read slowly, rhythmically into this landscape of heat & oleandered springs, becoming a map for movement.
A woman walks toward us - the poor body: a cactus or moon, our mother, an anorexic girl, Queen of Heaven, carcass, living pearl.
She follows the sound of bells and heat, spiraling like a DNA helix, spinning with increasing intensity, opening and closing, filling and emptying:
She lifts her arms & reaches out - an orexia
whittled down to n, beyond nothing
cup overflowing = desert
she, holy cactus blooming