" I received an email telling me it was over: I didn't know how to respond. It was almost as if it hadn't been meant for me. It ended with the words "Take care of yourself". And so I did.I asked one hundred and seven women, including two made from wood and one with feathers, chosen for their profession or skills, to interpret this letter: to analyze it, comment on it, dance it, sing it. Dissect it. Exhaust it. Understand it for me. Answer for me.
It was a way of taking the time to break up.
A way of taking care of myself."













































