dreary somebody


Atelierhaus Droste: Pioneer Works Residency, 14 January – 5 April 2019 (NYC).

…Part 2. It is the early 1990s and you are a middle-schooler learning to use computers. You notice that every time you spell check your homework your last name is flagged as a misspelling by the word processing program. It always gives the suggestion to correct your name to Dreary. After memorizing the poem and the line “how dreary to be somebody,” every time you type your name into a keyboard you are reminded:

To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!

Between the poem, your performance of it, and your continued typing of your own name you have performed, do perform, and will perform the problem again, the challenge perhaps, and this was the beginning.

And in it, you ever find the funny and unbelievable problem that a personal experience (of your very somebody-ness) provides the anecdote by which you ever think on the impersonal concept of performance and its internal inverse: the lurking nobody that wants to tell of itself nonetheless.

So you made performances for years under the name Dreary Somebody.

Nonetheless your name is Lindsey Drury and this is your site.