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Donna Service |
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WOMEN IN REPOSE The following text was drawn on the backs of five women who were on display for 3 hours, the women then joined the HUMAN X CONDITION performance |
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THENAR EMINENCE The character of Thenar was a 13 foot puppet who served as the host for a series of stories read to the audience |
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THENAR: Welcome one and all. Let me introduce myself. . . . . . I am the great Thenar Eminence. Please give me a heart felt hand.
It is my pleasure to present to you this evening my collection of Hand Maidens' Tails. Each tail bares a distinctly exquisite consequence, Yet together they illustrate the trials of a single soul searching for intimacy.
INTIMACY, (smirkish) The evolution of our social souls . . . has almost successfully eliminated our appetite for intimacy. (sarcastic) Unless, of course, it is served up with artificial flavoring and color.
I caution you that my hand maidens' tails have no artificial enhancements They are as red and raw as a featherless bird. So if your pallet is unprepared please remember . . . Do not to spit on your fellow voyeurs.
We will begin WITHOUT A PLACE. |
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I am trained to stalk intimacy. Intimacy provokes change and I exist in change. I am hunting myself. I will respond to you if I am to survive my flesh.
I will stain you skin. I will place your hands in my open chest. Warmth will overwhelm you. I will offer up my breath and my lungs will swell between your fingers.
I forage for desires. Response is desire's seed and intimacy is the fruit. I will grind my eyes between two stones and offer them to you from my fingertips.
I will remember each throbbing step. I will walk with intention across your surfaces and find shelter in your desire. I shoulder myself.
I will lie in your mouth. The thickness of your breath will fill my womb. I will not satisfy your hunger as your saliva caresses my weeping skin.
I will follow you until I know the way. Exhaustion is my pace. I will not protect myself from your blood, your breath, your passion, or you flesh. I will discover you. |
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CABINET The following text was read over a loud speaker by a choir of voices while a performer in costume moved across the stage. |
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Vincent II: When a baby is conceived the parents have already decided which sex they would prefer. Yet they will select both a male and female name. What would a parent do if a child's sex could not be determined before the age of ten?
All: Delivery . . . Delivery . . .
Baby Jane: Are you out there? Have I arrived? Please tell me where I am! I am sucking on my Mothers tit. The tit is all I have . . . I have no hands.
All: Where did you come from?
Baby Jane: I came from within. It was dark. It was warm. Motion could not be felt. I was in a void, contained yet unrestricted.
All: Why are you here? |
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GODS THAT LICK YOUR FACE The script is a compilation of excerpts from classic writers (i.e. Blake, Marinetti, Kierkegaard, Voltaire, Mann, Blake, Sade, Yeats) tied together with sing song rhymes in the aesethic of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum from ALICE IN WONDERLAND |
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Let me set the scene. This isn't a dream. This is Cynthia Soul Sister: coffee, sugar and cream. Here to my right is a cat late at night. The King of Kool if he's to the mike. And double your pleasure, Double your fun. Double up on your Donnas: Donna Dee Donna Dum . . . And the reason we're here(though you thought it was beer) Is why our heart stirs. Man, its Venus - in Furs. Venus in Furs, Venus in Furs - Its why our heart stirs, man, for Venus in Furs . . . |