Live performance where I float down river towards the sunrise.
The in-between, drifting and separated; not on north and south sides but of being of the land and in the place where one should not be; the divide — the open artery of evasion. I swam here in my sleep states when the river was clear. Floating in the drink; feet first towards the bay, the voluntarily procession away from the city to lead me to where… I remember that summer in Dublin, and the Liffey as it stank like hell.
This performance could be performed in the water in Venice. I have performed previously in Venice [in the Biennale and Venice Performance Art Week] and I have a contact with a boat who could cover production support. The work would take on a new meaning in Venice, in particular, pertaining to climate change and survival.
