Self-disclosure is such a sticky thing, though… In what circumstances is self-disclosure more about the selfish need to perform therapy and in what circumstances can it lead to genuine communal understandings via performance? What about this intersection between the personal and the performative leads to a problematic gendering of performance as a luxury; as trivial? And what about it can lead to new ways of knowing?
I don’t have answers to these questions yet, but as I work on a performance about the male gaze, gynecology, my kidney donation, and laparoscopic surgery, I search for a balance between the personal and the performative.