As a woman of the cloth, a seams-trickster, I make a lot out of nothing. Using the body as an armature for ideas, the work includes rather expansive costumes, props and inflatables incorporated into solo performantz, films, installations with lithe accompaniment, spatial events with the cast-off thousands, and, streetwalking--ever-encumbered in heavy disguise. The world is a stooge. I make a spectacle of myself trying to bring it to it's knee-ds. Much is made of foul experience in a whirled dominated by inanity. Responding to the clarion crawl of absurdity, the work is an expression, a digression and/or a compression of rigors, rocks and roles. Call it satire, subtle-tease or insubordination, the truth squirts.