Upcoming performance at ARTSPACE Sydney 5pm this coming Saturday the 6th of December, 2014.
Image: Priscilla Bourne and Z.O'Mahoney, 2014.
Text made legible:
Fighting through these arbitrary and base justifications of living earned, a living already spent, as much as through the assertion to prove the truth of what is owed, though it be owed abstractly, unjustly. Deferring here to my living earned, already spent, deferring not to any sense of personal responsibility but to that of authority, who had full ownership of my future before I began, if not through avarice, through education, if not through education, through marginalisation, and all it now implies, giving my life in service to anything other than the security of the few, practicing anything like love I tempt fate, the great machine of these arbitrary gods against me, overlords demanding that life be spent and then “earned.” Now actively deactivating my engagement, deference only to a purity of purpose, I can’t quite understand why, but I know that I can no longer demand from this context, it is useless to comment on acts of art deformed by their institution and within it. In not knowing what to do I am beside myself, like god on the beach, forgetting always the the times when I have carried myself, forgetting that I never have deserted myself. Now I have this power this power of motion, at the worst moments only having one voice, at all others; a cacophony, where either will serve… have served… anything that will serve for a living… I can’t say that I’ve earned but that I’ve owed, but never to those who would claim it.