A few years back I was intensely interested in performance art -- it was part of the journey I was on from conventional theatre to my current home, in the cinema.
I loved that boundary space between contemporary dance and experimental theatre, where movement and surrealism and nudity all seemed to sit naturally together.
I guess I tired a little of the literality of some of it (coming out of the closet, anyone...?).
But this trio of photos brought back a smile and some happy memories.
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At first I thought he was coming out of a cupboard and I was terribly confused.
Maybe you're right -- maybe this piece is operating at a symbolic level far above my ken.
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