Week 2 Report
Order:
1. C
2. T
3. O
To determine the order of the game T and C play Rock, Paper, Scissors. T wins, placing him in the second spot. To determine 1st and 3rd players C flips a coin that O calls it in the air. She loses giving her the third spot, C the first.
Rock, Paper, Scissors is not a communist pastime. Cheaters can only cheat if they know the system.
Eye Contact- 5 Min.
T goes behind a pole and lies down on a mat, C takes the Bogart Street side wall, O takes the far corner.
C-
1. O and T are placed face-to-face standing in a spotlight in the center of the room. They cannot see the light, the light is only for the one who can see, which is C. The light is to help with anxiety and focus.
2. Hands of O and T and bound together.
3. A triangle is drawn around them on the floor. Each side of the triangle acknowledges the energies of one of the different players, the energy of C, O and T creating the event. The enactor brushes against the participants allowing her body to be recognized by the sightless.
4. C reads to O and T whispering in their ear from ‘Traubenritter’s Maxims’- subjects about religion such as ‘the devil can only tempt us with what is already our own’, ‘Still, that naughtiness is what keeps you from getting old’. C leaves out the quote that inspired her to read these words to them. She leaves out ‘The human senses are very peculiar things. If we sit and listen to the cheerful voices of women chattering, no one even notices that we hear. If we look over and watch them, enjoy their sprightliness and beauty, perhaps, then people notice we are staring, we are not very civil, it is rude to stare. But not illegal. If however we get up from our table and walk over to theirs, and begin to touch them with our hands, then in an instant commotion, managers shouting, the police appear, we are dragged away to the madhouse, guilty of a crime of the senses. Using the wrong senses to apprehend. What a civilization we have coaxed ourselves to inhabit. The physiologists assure us that the eye is just a highly specialized kind of skin. And our hands must be content with that.’ C has been asked to possibly read on a museum audio guide, reading under anxiety has made her eyes jump I the past, eyes jump in the past, she does this to test herself, there are things that she knows as enactor that the participants don’t, things that help her by being secrets.
Eye Contact- 5 min.
T-
1. C is instructed to pet her nose and reach out to the body in front of her and feel a smooth and soft thing. Turns out to be O’s nose and cheek. Can C get confused that O’s nose is her own? It happens slightly when she tries for it.
2. O and C get led out of Nothing Space, as they are going to the door C tells T that the door will lock and they need the keys from the space. She is instructed to take off her blindfold. The two guide O down the stairs, out the door to the subway. T goes through and comes around to open the door but C mentions that there is a cop, they leave, they go to Brooklyn Natural. O is given a melon and asked to pay with provided money. She goes to the street gives the melon to a handsome man smoking a cigarette in a nice jacket with a good haircut. He takes the melon as though in stride, no big deal, and walks down the street. T and C take O to the bar, at the door she refuses to enter. T has decided to push O and she feels that he is a sadist putting her in such vulnerable positions. The sidewalk is icy. The strangers are formless and watching, walking up and down the stairs is done with trust. The cars are watched only by friends, her life is in the arms of others. T pushes, T plays, T gives. O is brave, O is trusting, O is concerned. An exchange of meaning. We go back up to the room. O learns that C took off her blindfold.
5 min.
C on the bench, T under the bench, O in the corner.
O-
1. O takes C for a five minute dance. She puts a long strand of pearls around C’s neck. They sway and C is quizzed on men she is attracted to, Jimmy Hendricks vs. Van Morrison etc.
2. O takes T for a five minute dance. C hears only the music and laughter.
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