Weightless Saturation, 2014, Piano Craft Gallery, Boston, MA
Photos by Justin Tuerk
Review from Leah Rafaela Ceriello:
Before Kledia Spiro begins her performance, the audience circles around a large, irregularly shaped rectangle of plywood. Surrounding the plywood are boxes, some open, some closed. The open ones have colors visible that are completely saccharine. Fake. Straight from the tube. Plus plastic utensils, cheap brushes and pens scattered across the floor.
Spiro walks into the room, in a bronze, spandex body suit, completely zipped up and covering her head, hands and feet. She breathes heavily and takes a seat on the piece of plywood.
She begins, and we find that she is trying to write. The words that she is trying to write are not legible. The only word that I can make out is anxiety. From the sound of Spiro's breathing and from the frantic way in which she is scratching, painting and at times clawing the words into the plywood, we find that throughout the course of this performance, she is making sort of a drawing with text- or viciously trying to.
Artificiality, and anxiety. What is the cause of these? Can they be attributed to the same thing?
Spiro tries to force the materials to submit to her will but they won't. First the pen won't work. Then the paint is too gloppy.
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