La parola da casa, Serena Piccoli

Several years ago Amy Trussell sent me a tape of herself dancing, and I thought of it while reading her collaborative piece Cloth of Unexplained Dance (blue sushi press). Since I have published collaborative work by her and Donna Kuhn in moria, the quality of this collection was no surprise to me. For the most part, the drawing in the work surrounds the poems and seems to connect only slightly. They only come together—I mean they intertwine—in three pieces, two of which are the front and back cover. On the level of meaning, the poems do seem to relate to the drawings in that they are a type of collage of words like the drawings are of images. The language also repeats as do the images in the drawings, which I suppose makes them both relate in a loose way to dance, something mentioned in the title; the repetition of both is like a dance in itself, or perhaps the words and the drawings are the trappings of a dance, i.e. they surround some central presence created by this work.