Performance Art Changes Lives
My mom took me to see Karen Finley when I was young. I think I must have been 10 or 11. It was before my period.
We went to the Gailliard Auditorium in downtown Charleston, South Carolina. It was the late 1980s and I was not prepared for what was coming.
After the lights went down, all the people became quiet. A middle aged woman with greyish brown hair in a rough ponytail walked onto…