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questions for Goat Island on 'When will the September
roses bloom/Last night was only a comedy' (with 7
footnotes of varying relevance prompted by the performance
and the questions themselves) and 7 answers from Karen
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1. Voids.
In some of your writings you have indicated a desire to make work
that overflows its frame. Yet this performance (which for me did
overflow as a result of its density) is punctuated and interrupted
by numerous silences, absences and voids. Some resisted being filled
by the audience, others invited it. It also seemed to me that the
performance enfolded, and made a void of my time between the two
performances. Did you have to negotiate this tension between overflowing
and void, and if yes, how did you do it?
Karen:
Fear of death grips us and makes us do things we wouldn't otherwise
do. Silence reminds us of our ephemerality, of our end, or of the
day things stop for us or for everyone. Silence allows us time to
think: about ourselves, our seat, the people opposite, or the fleeting
thoughts and associations we are having in relation to the performance
we are watching. Some people experience a kind of falling into the
void of silence, others find a space opening up and filling with
thoughts. For some it is terrifying to be left with our own devices,
our own thoughts. Waiting for something to happen brings on existential
crisis. This is why the doctor's waiting room has magazines. So
when we stop and signify the void I think we are signifying death
and contemplating it and our own imperfections. And we are becoming
used to this. If we become used to it, it becomes less something
that provokes fear and more something that provokes contemplation.
I also think the overflow, of which we have many, requires a void
nearby to which it may flow and in which it may combine with other
available information. I think negotiating the tension between the
overflow and the void is something that happens by trial and error.
Over a long time of watching and mulling over the material and living
with it and dreaming it and reading for and writing about it, patterns
and flows become apparent. It takes time and attention. It takes
practice. It is also a matter of delicacy so patience and getting
it wrong a lot are part of the plot as well.
2. Slow.
In relation to the question on voids, the experience of the performance
for me was one of many contesting durations, amounting to a slow
evening, not so much for its speed but for my painstaking negotiation
of these durations. Do you feel that your work is slow in this way?
Do you have to work at being slow? What for you is the value of
slowness?
Karen:
Slowness is part of our process and is a reaction against speed.
Collaboration is a slow process and devising is a slow process for
us. On top of this we are manipulating the viewers' sense of time
by going at other than usual paces and using improbable time signatures.
A quick understanding of circumstances or ideas often misses depth
and complication, so slowness is also away of allowing complexity
into the work. Slowness allows for the time to be here and now,
where the moment and the experience of the moment can occur almost
simultaneously.
3. Solutions.
Your work has always seemed prescient in its relation to the mood
and problems of the moment they are performed. Of the works of yours
that I have seen, instead of simply reflecting that mood you seem
to be offering a solution or a way out of that mood for yourselves
and the audience through the activity of the performance. Is this
a deliberate strategy of your work?
Karen:
I don't entirely know what you mean by mood. I would agree that
we are working something out in front of the audience rather than
simply presenting it. That's part of what makes each performance
somewhat open, complete only in the combination of audience and
performance and different in each head.
4. Repair.
Kafka, speaking of which books we should read, said 'A book must
be the axe to the frozen sea inside of us'. Your starting point
with this piece was to question our place in a damaged world and
our aptitude at repairing it. I want to ask how and what can performance
repair? What is the value of repairing against replacement and recovery
(both in terms of from sickness and of things lost)? Is a concept
of repair endemic to performance?
Karen:
Right now it feels like all performance is repair. The thoughts
and ideas and emotions that are worked out or rehearsed provide
a thought scape or background for life's everyday questions or problems.
They are the big problems, the philosophical questions, as well
as the small stumbling blocks that we go through life figuring out.
The events that we witness or perform or hear about provide the
material we use to understand what our lives are. This understanding
leads to strategies of repair. We are constantly in repair it is
the natural state of our organisms to work at repair. The moment
a break in the skin appears, the body begins to repair it without
us even thinking about it. The eyes repair voids and patch together
blind spots and empty spaces between bright images. Everything we
do is attempting to make whole what is not.
5. Spirals.
As with the voids and durations in the performance there is a tension
established by the recurring concept of the spiral in the piece
that has the capacity to draw in, or throw out depending upon your
relative position to it. However the spiral emerges from the Fibonacci
sequence, an elegant mathematical formula which itself produces
the golden mean, the aesthetically satisfying proportional structure.
I wanted to know how spirals informed the process of making the
piece and why they appear to be so prevalent?
Karen:
clockwise and counterclockwise
the doing and the undoing
most things can be reversed-torture cannot
most damage can be repaired some cannot
to twist
spiral seems to figure this in space
6. Aggregates.
A further presence within the piece and its process is the poet
and poetry of Paul Celan, whom you focus on because of his interest
in repairing language. The similarity between your work for me is
clear as both attempt to restore either language or experience after
destruction from the remains. Celan said that a poem is making its
way towards something, I see his practice of creating word aggregates
also in this light, as heading towards something. What is it you
find of value in this process?
Karen:
Aggregates represent the simultaneity of experience. There are word
aggregates but there are also image aggregates and one personage
upon another and another until the overlays are playing with the
possibility of presenting one person or idea layered over another
to see them interleaved or as one chain of thought or as something
which we carry through as we learn about them and they become part
of us.
7. Inspiration.
Finally: for me the move from night one to night two was like moving
from the resignedly impossible attempt to repair, on night one,
to a hopeful performance that had repaired itself on night two.
You quote Cixous in one of your articles as saying 'our mistakes
are leaps in the night' and Weil argues that the inspiration is
the primary means of growing roots. I wanted to ask whether you
could try to articulate for me where inspiration might take place
within your work, and what its value is for you?
Karen:
I think the inspiration comes from watching ideas in motion and
the meanings branching across disparate elements and the bridges
and doublings begin to make suggestions and point to where our attention
goes next. When our ideas begin to pop because of catastrophic shifts
caused by surprising similarities or convergences then we are inspired
by the work and begin to follow paths we never predicted for ourselves.
Lillian Gish said she already had 7 unhappy endings and we do too
and so the coincidence puts us in the mind to use that text for
the end changing it to fit our needs but keeping the part that sparked
our attention. Little pleasures lead us on and the ones that begin
to speak to each other stay and form the web of the piece.
Footnotes to Questions:
1: Derrida died this weekend. I have a book of his called 'The Work
of Mourning', a collection of his eulogies for his friends, many
of whom were philosophers. What does it mean to read a book of eulogies
by a man whose obituary you read the night before, to both overflow
in the experience of his love and respect for his friends, while
tracing the outline of the void created by the loss of this entire
network of people?
2: In February I was given three giant African land-snails, by my
brother, they appear to move and eat very slowly. Recently they
bred and then swiftly laid eggs, which hatched almost immediately
producing sixty-one additional miniature but otherwise independent
Giant African land-snails. The snails would also seem to be silent,
but I have come to realise that while they are quiet they are far
from silent. In the night, I can hear if they are active and what
they are doing. I would have know that the eggs had been laid, if
I had been able to recognise the faint but distinct sound I heard
coming from their home that night. Contrary to popular belief I
would argue that snails are very quick and very noisy.
3: My favourite Kurt Vonnegut quote is from Slaughterhouse Five,
he was asked what kind of novel he was writing, he replied 'an anti-war
novel', the reply came back 'Why don't you write an anti-glacier
novel instead?'. I think it would be an excellent task to attempt
to create an anti-glacier performance.
4: When I was a child I would get the Flu once a year in March.
Each time after about five days of sickness, I would have the same
lengthy nightmare, after which I would immediately feel better.
For several years this pattern, and the dream were identical until
I stopped getting sick. I began to look forward to this horrific
nightmare, and I named it my recovery dream.
5: Last year a Chinese student of mine had given me a comic book
called The Spiral Curse, she had translated the dialogue in the
text sporadically by sticking thin slivers of text onto the pages.
The story concerned a town and it population who were the victim
of a spiral curse. In the book peoples eyes became spirals, there
were spiral tornados, people became snails with spiral shells, people
were killed in automotive accidents and their bodies left in spiral
shapes, eventually the entire town rebuilt itself into the shape
of a spiral. The end of the story was unclear as the translations
included in the text became fewer and fewer as it proceeded.
6: In relation to Paul Celan's word aggregates, one of my favourite
words is Eucatastrophe, apparently coined by JRR Tolkien, it means
the sudden and unexpectedly happy ending of a drama.
7: At a recent discussion of performance, someone said that what
made performance valuable was the possibility that something might
go wrong. I began to wonder, what if the value of a live action
were instead conceived of the possibility that something (beyond
any intention) might go right.
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