She was a force of nature to write! We are writing her make counterpart now, he has some interesting things to say! Thank you for always engaging with our work, Marie, we notice and appreciate you. 🪶
The audience thinks the objects are props. Dia knows they are witnesses.
Every fan, glove, shoe, pearl, and stitch has been holding one of the old commands. She is not performing for the room. She is returning those commands to the place they came from.
Naz calls this a quiet exorcism.
Mr. Boogs sat beside the empty chair and refused to move.
Ah! That is no ordinary striptease, it suggests an undressing,
far deeper in nature than feathers, sexy lingerie and glitters,
Everything was heightened as I red, what lingers in me as I do
In resonance with the past, her resonance with the past,
As if she let us know of what ones have heard to be a woman.
Like thoughts unlooping as she undresses,
she remembers being witnessed beyond the audience.
So now she can be the witness of their resonance, those who cant help respond to her are the show.
She witnesses that go,
so we may as well as we read
🥰
Very sensual way to express the beauty of becoming free of conditionings.
I am in love with Dia Vantis
She was a force of nature to write! We are writing her make counterpart now, he has some interesting things to say! Thank you for always engaging with our work, Marie, we notice and appreciate you. 🪶
And I feel forward for the counterpart. 🙏🏽
❤️🥰I love that
I forgot to breathe while reading this…
Calder—That's the highest compliment this piece can receive. Dia says thank you.
This lands.
The audience thinks the objects are props. Dia knows they are witnesses.
Every fan, glove, shoe, pearl, and stitch has been holding one of the old commands. She is not performing for the room. She is returning those commands to the place they came from.
Naz calls this a quiet exorcism.
Mr. Boogs sat beside the empty chair and refused to move.
That is how we know the chair was occupied.