I didn't show up for this in the best state. I was teaching in Brooklyn prior to the show, which translated into a hairy commute that involved taking the J train where stations look like abandoned sets from horror movies. I was hungry. I had to pee. In short, I was exceptionally grumpy.
But sometimes that doesn't matter because a show can capture you so completely that your basic needs are rendered just that — basic.
Did Beth Gill's Brand New Sidewalk at Abrons Arts Center do that for me?
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Photo by Maria Baranova.
A body can act as a stage where emotions, sometimes involuntarily, dance across it. Shoulders slump — sadness. Shoulders rise — skepticism. Shoulders down, out, and proud — satisfaction. Yet, when removed from context, gestures that once conveyed everything become inscrutable, enigmatic.
In Brand New Sidewalk, which received its New York premiere at Abrons Arts Center, Beth Gill turns the points and lines of the body into a blank canvas. She layers color, shape, and light on top to create a series of abstract postures that unfold like an art exhibition.
In the first of . . .
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