Category Archives: Practice

Friday night on the Island

I call, “House to half,” but Nature is an unreliable board op.  Chloe and the others are sitting on the deck.  I enter and cue Cindy.  It’s not quite dark enough for the Christmas light corset to have its full … Continue reading

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Sunday in the Studio

There are a couple of false starts.  Tara and the others are sitting on the floor.  Things take shape, finally.  My back is visible through the cutout.  I hinge, and fall.  I delay and look away.  I lift my fingers … Continue reading

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Saturday afternoon at the Old Stomping Grounds

I am wrapped in plastic and other nonsense.  Matt, Rachel, and the others sit and watch, for once.  I deserve a taste of my own medicine, after all I’ve put them through.  I pile memories into a heap on the … Continue reading

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Sunday at the Playground

It is brutally hot.  I am standing on the track, in an orange paisley dress, with a teal purse on my shoulder.  Jillian and the others are on a bench in the shade – sort of.  I put the headphones … Continue reading

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Friday night at the Factory

There is a table, a chair, and a computer, of course.  I am partially obscured.  I am partially obscure, but Brian and Sheila see where I’m coming from.  I make a frame, a lens.  I am an analogue camera.  My … Continue reading

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Sunday afternoon in Queens

Ursula and the others count to 39 and then 64.  The significance doesn’t register immediately.  I change and wait.  We observe each other.  I drop.  Fast.  Laughter. Part mash-up, part roast, I’ve stolen moments from Ursula in order to return … Continue reading

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Tuesday on the Roof

I stand, looking at Travis.  The others are looking at me.  I remind him of things.  I make jokes.  I put on a red dress, a blonde wig.  Strange, but not a stranger.  I try to take it too far.  … Continue reading

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Practice_10

Imagine the room.  See it.  Be in it.  Remember that floor?  Those two sculptures near the doors?  The vault of the ceiling?  The room is vast, and the air moves eerily there.  Any rustle of clothing echoes, jarring the deep … Continue reading

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Practice_9

Turn up the music and dance.  Try it.  Right now.  Ok, if you can’t do it now, then write a note on your hand so you’ll remember to do it later.  Don’t just sit there and think.  Grab a pen.  … Continue reading

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Practice_8

I stood in for you and realized how hard you’ve been working.  There is no ground where you are.  When I watch you, you seem steady.  But now, with my feet in your shoes, I see that you conjure an … Continue reading

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