Photo: Y. Davis

The following texts were spoken during the performance “And all that won`t be said”. These excerpts were inspired by the performance “Ms. Davis” (1981-83) though written, much later, in 2021. 

 

*I sat by a bare rectangular table that had no top; through the gaping space, the air flowed without interruption; I felt a swirl of air caress the back of my head and tickle the confines of my ears, my nostrils, and the groove of my lips.
A cloud of dense air under my chin and along my neck released small vortices of air that spilled to my shoulders, encountered my neck, and slipped back onto my shoulders. Then, the air rolled under my chin and back to my shoulders where it slid downward and split between my chest and my back. Having reached my hips, the air crossed the table’s threshold, it flowed and swerved downward, towards my legs, and filled the wooden outline of the table and chair with more air.

 

*I gazed down into the jarred table beside me and watched the air flow and fill the wooden outline of the table.

 

*If only its air would be charged and it would twist into rings which would multiply and circle – your – ankles. Then the spinning would gain energy, rise, and finally embrace – you.
Three video excerpts from “And all that won`t be said” by Yoav Bezaleli .