Guestbooks
After every performance, the audience exits into a space where a couple of Guestbooks are laid out. Some people write in them; some don’t. Some send emails which are then taped into the books.
- You do so much it hurts me, deep inside, so fuck you!
- Very precise, very clear, you seem to do miracles with your work with elements I'd find intolerable in my own.
- The ballerinas were exquisite … I especially loved the communication on the roof of the car. The triptych of “orange jugglers”, the ballerinas and the floor lamp.
- Brilliant command of concrete! (Joshua B)
- So gentle among much violence.
- The most realistic / insane moment was when the actors all lay prostrate before the church – a woman drove by, and circled back to ask: “WHAT ARE YOU PROTESTING?” (Michael L)
- Oh no. There's a cop coming this way. And wow he's cute.
- Wonderful and magnificent – perhaps, exquisite. Maybe the loveliest sweetest thing you've done. (Ed Fielding)
- Exquisite! (Lissa)
- I saw Aviva's panties. Could you possibly supply me with her number? (Ed, who left his phone number)
- I could have watched Sigrid and Cathy standing in front of the door FOREVER! (Dan O'Reilly)
- The music kills the tension. Did you want that? … But it's fun to watch among the motion. … After a while the (usual) people walking the street began to take on “gestures” of their own, as if it was all deliberate ...
- Thank you for wonder. (Steve GordonMarsh)
- You are not spending nearly enough tax dollars. (A.M.)
- Enthralling.
- Artaud is screaming in silence.