If you should read this now, this is about the panelist requiring a chair while the table needs its legs.

fig.65.65) If the curtain should be to the left

This is about the panelist requiring a chair while the table needs its legs. That is, this is about a very soft performance that is about to be displayed inside of a closed room with little or no light. There will be props and there will be tools but there will not be any margin for error. This piece will begin with a loud noise and it will run for 7 minutes. The last sound to be made will be the sound of documents shuffling along in the direction of a barely audible, thank you.

This will be about all of the things that I cannot do alone or by myself. Because, this is about the panelist requiring a chair while the table needs its legs. A solo program that inserts itself at the intersection of race, gender and identity as they are being identified, weighed and measured for their appropriateness to any art which is on display that can be further interpreted as itself or as a long goodnight to any singular form relative to the viewers needs. 

This is about the panelist requiring a chair while the table needs its legs. The legs that it is about to use are the closest that will come to describing the meaningless complexity of the viewers storied labors. They are the legs for things that are already of themselves rather being the mechanical means by which any of the viewers narratives are condensed or teased into this sudden form of leg that's in the vicinity of the panelist or the table. Each one of these legs will need to be a casual and suggestive shape, right?  Rather than being the acceptance of abatement these legs will instead be like the fingers of long lines that have gathered up the stage of the day lightly while it was being watched. Because this is about the panelist requiring a chair while the table needs its legs this will be interpreted again and again until the panelist no longer requires a chair or the table has definitively acquired legs.