Jameson, Kim & Alex performance pics/thoughts

It always takes me a moment to process what I am seeing when watching a performance. When Jameson took to his space, the first thing I noticed was the floor, covered in an inch of dirt. The negative board was light up and casting a pure white light onto the soil, giving it an eerie horror-film-ish feeling. To me it reminded me of a graveyard - like someone digging a grave at night with flood lights on the part where they are going to dig. It was a kind of untouchable space to me. That feeling was accentuated by Jameson's motions - the way he stepped only in certain spots with care, the way he squared off the area with salt. And I knew it was salt, but I didn't read as much into the salt as I thought I would. To me the salt was more about the process of squaring off the space. I enojoyed how hard he was focusing on his footprints, and using the light of the lightboard to accentuate his movements on the lower plane. Jameson himself is very tall and lean. Since the dirt was so eye catching, especially when it was lit like that, when he stood up his upper half would almost disappear and his shoes and black/dark blue jeans is all you focused on. He seemed to have an invisible roof on his square, unlike let's say Remington's square that seemed to continue upward forever.
Kim emerged out of this plastic bag and trash can, draped in a mellow blue lighting that automatically set a certain tone to her work. It was like watching a play gone askew, or maybe some odd alternative life kept in darkness - I don't know how to describe it really. It was dark and sad and scary. She "birthed" into her space with a look of distress and confusion, only to hand cuff herself immediately and start working with this material- like it was something she had to do. Kim also used salt but under the blue light it looked nothing like it which I thoroughly enjoyed. This was a performance where I saw Kim get into a character which was also nice. I feel like its been slightly more difficult for Kim to drop her guard in this class and to see her emerge into the blue light that was covering her and take on that feeling wholly helped her performance. I may not have known what it meant - its abstraction was puzzling to me (thats not a bad thing) - but I did see a woman who kept her characters feeling in her face and body, with slow and mechanical movements.
And then there was Alex. He came into the middle of these two intense squares with an outsiders perspective, unaffected by their emotion, with this ridiculous smirk on his face. It changed the feeling of the piece immediately. Alex sat and let us "read" him for some time, just calmly sitting and watching this peculiar scene unfold and diminish. Then he took his purse and started to pull things out of that thing like Mary fuckin' Poppins. I was waiting for the huge umbrella to pop out of there or something. Anyways Alex is Alex and he has a certain voice that he uses in each performance - I don't mean his actual voice, but voice in the sense of a satirical but completely serious embodiment of an "other". I found his transformation to be comfortable to watch and for him to perform.