Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Antoine Catala at 47 Canal

A dance to do nothing, an alphabet respirates. A life support to language, get it, and we get our aspiration: "the politics of breathing" or "confronts the reality ... struggling on life support."  Made to jitter, on life support, the electrified corpse of symbolism. A gesticulation to command the attention, get the breath it demands. 

And we think to ourselves, at least it's not another neon.