I'm afraid there have been plenty of personal upheavals lately, and this blog has been sorely neglected. This phrase, however, brought me back to this blog:
They did not follow instructions, however, but “randomly bent, folded and attached the various intricate pieces until there was a model of something I understood. it was a model of grief.”It's from the description of a very interesting "interactive dance performance" called You Made Me a Monster. Tonya Plank, the Swan Lake Samba Girl, describes it quite well on her blog; I'd like to have seen it, even though some parts of the "interaction" don't seem to have gone completely well.
When it works, it really works. And when it doesn't...it's confusing.
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