Communication through language is an inescapable performance, Nietzsche tells us, and we’re all actors in it. The precarious question of how truth gets performed is loudly answered by the central characters of Mr. and Mrs. Ramsay in Virginia Woolf’s novel "To The Lighthouse."
Mary Kelly’s "Post-Partum Document" in Conversation with Susan Silton’s "A Potentiality Long After Its Actuality Has Become a Thing of the Past"
"Isn't that scotland. / Don't blame the tweed. / You have never seen a fabric before. / I think it should be our fleece. / I appreciate fabric. / That is my fleece. / I am interested in having wool." A series of computer-generated mini plays.
How might New Zealand’s expression of shared cultural heritage, and emphasis on multiculturalism, define the tourist state?
"On balconies, in silence, my mind swaying with the music, / I’m thinking where does the ocean end and the sky begin? I’m thinking / when does the morning bus leave? I’m thinking how much for one more drink?"
"In Colombia, there’s a word we use, and none of us know what it means. This is a personal chronology as an attempt at an etymology."
"When something is named, it’s perceived as a bounded entity placed within a stream of time, rather than a process." So how can language apprehend concepts of the infinite?
"My time in Normandy was engulfed in sound, and I constantly found myself comparing our loud, boisterous American voices to the low hum of French."