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First Person: Findlay//Sansmark’s fractured bones/let’s get lost (NYC)

Probably the first thing one would notice walking into findlay//sansmark’s new piece would be the row of programmers lined up in front of the stage, wearing costumes and foil hats.  Or perhaps it was the small tower of aged computer monitors playing loops of the set’s design.  Either way, the technician stepped into the literal front row of this performance, guiding the dances and creating a performative universe that could ultimately only be inhabited by a true performer.  The most pressing question still left is whether the machines on the stage were extensions of Marit Sandsmark or whether she was just another robotic arm protruding from the stage. The presence thing is getting worse and worse, or, better and better. The introducing segments of the show made me feel that San...