This not taken from the Alan Moore graphic novel.
One of those essential holiday treats!
Best Beatles cover versions ever! The singer.
Let me know how far you get into this performance.
Her home page.
Maybe you'd like to catch her newest exhibition
In the theater, Ms. Samama, with a whistle in her mouth, removes her clothing and lies on the floor next to the room’s white brick wall. Stretching her legs up the wall and folding them into her belly, she travels in a continuous spiral along its perimeter. It’s painstaking work, and her labored breathing is audible through the whistle.
Surely the re-release of this fine film would help clarify and resolve the fraught state of race relations in the USA today.
Caution: some brief flashes of bare bosoms--a tactic which seems to constitute the entirety of the performer's artistic armory--in video and at the link..
More info here.
"Halfway down the stairs I see a major stain on my shirt." That's keepin' it real!
It's not much of a dance, but Trisha Brown
could certainly have had a career as a sign-language interpreter in South Africa.
Oh, yes, recipient of MacArthur "genius grant."