SO I WROTE A PLAY

I guess it’s a play. I’m not really sure. This is what happened: last year I made all this art, presented it in a gallery setting, and came away with a feeling that there was no direct connection, no apparent or mutual relationship between the observer and the observed. So I figured the best way to communicate was to literally just do that: stand up in front of real humans and tell stories. I wrote every story from my life that I could remember. Then I edited. A lot.