Performing Art
I was talking with a friend last night about my show (Dec 11-13 at Links Hall in Chicago) and how I’m feeling conflicted about the way I’m portraying my life. As I’ve been mentioning, I’ve had trouble feeling excited and confident about the show. In the show, I don’t end on a pure or undiluted high note – I acknowledge that transitioning is hard, and I’m still struggling with a lot. But I do end on a hopeful note, something I’ve had difficulty really feeling as of late.
My friend was reminding me that it’s a show. My portrayal of myself on stage is obviously complicated and difficult. But I am allowed to take artistic liberties without needing to feel like I’m being dishonest or misrepresenting the truth.
And I’m allowed to give my performance-self a happy ending, in the hope that reality just might reflect art.

