S.B. Woods

P erformance has always informed my work. The body is a theater, a hermetic language only to be entered by stillness and the careful pulling apart of it’s narratives. The body forages, is hungry and absent of hunger. The body dreams. I live by the body’s whim and cannot predict how it will inform.

It is this unpredictability that pushes me into the making of art.

There is always a context and environment that presides over the making of a piece. It comes to me as much as I go to it…we come together. The body then becomes a reflecting pool, a mise- en- scene and it establishes itself through a variety of materials. In some ways the materials are ancillary, whether they are sculpture, photographs or paintings they are simply the medium through which the body performs.