M.Leblanc, Chicago (IL)
“The martini is an honest drink, tasting exactly what it is and nothing else. There’s no sugar in a martini; no egg whites, no rums, no shaved almonds, no fruit juice, no chocolate, and no spices. A martini is not served in a pineapple shell nor a piece of rolled up canoe bark, and there are no disgusting pieces of flotsam around the top. It is a clear, clean, cold, pure, honest drink – especially designed for people with established values and a liking for purity, even in their vices” - Donald G. Smith
It rattles me to witness myself drunk and oozing with desire. Rejected and rambling about how I am turning into a ghost. The more I desire the more ghostly I get, the more I ooze. I look at my hands - they say they are the first to betray an aging woman. So I ramble. So I drink, So my hands dont look much different to me than they did three years ago but then again I see them every day. Used to be I could get any man to lick my foot or finger with or without honey and they’d do it. Now I betray myself every time I try to act like a lady because I am prone to tantrums like a child.
“No one wants to read about how you can't find the right words
To beautify your insignificant little fuckscapade in the city.”
To beautify your insignificant little fuckscapade in the city.”
A 20 minute performance on the making of a decent martini and subsequent psychological unravellings about desire, aging and transformation. The performance included a staged intervention with an audience member, wine stains, and a song by Alana Myles.
Martini Prayer was presented as part of Calliope Readings, and took place in August 2023.
