The following text is taken from Front Magazine, vol. VI, no. 2, p. 12, November/December 1994:
Jill, Joy and Anne Fraser sisters my sister
canning jars tell me a story in a place
between ice and blood a seal belly split sisters
my sister I want to put red paint on my hand
and smear, smear paint on shiny surfaces
This performance both produces and examines our notions of our own, and each others’, experiences. It embodies a process of weaving in and out of fixing and unfixing notions about our subjectivities, our narratives, our relationships.
This performance is an installation a poem
of light and sound body and time
each gesture each word each photograph
is a landmark
a concentration a cairn a signal a clue
an excavation site
an erasure of something else both target and arrow
Jill, Joy, Anne Fraser sisters my sister
Thank you, Michael Vandermeer, Laurie Stansfield, Geoffrey Topham, Tricia Keith, and especially, my sisters, Joy and Anne.