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Last week, recommended by my classmate, I went to Anri Sala's exhibition in Serpentine.

That was the very first time that an exhibition made me cried.

Especially "3-2-1", a performance results a improvisational duo between two saxophonists in different time and space, combines so perfectly music,video and the gallery space...

This performance moved me so deeply.

Then I went to serpentine twice more until the exhibition ended, spent almost whole day in the gallery to staying in the dark space and listening to the music and sketching.

And this charges me an strong impulse of performing.

So I decided to do a performance about music in our little exhibition at the end of term.

Music, which is probably much more important for me than fine art, I must confront it.

Compared with just hanging my drawings on the wall, I would choose to try something more dangerous/experimental like this.

I don't have to be afraid, actually. Today I visit the performances of "Manifesto" in triangle space, an exhibition organized by students of our college. 

They are very calm, just  do their performance even sometimes audience doesn't pay attention.  I was worry if my performance will be failed, will be not attractive, will be meaningless. But now I have the confidence, I want to give it a try even I can't find an adequate reason for it.

Yesterday, on Dan's seminar, he mentioned Mary Kelly's view of performing art. Kelly insists people should respect the pain of the performer. Although I am not that painful and I don't want to audience take it too heavily, but I hope my performance can vibrant the inner of the audience, brighten or cast a shadow on their mind. 

aaaaaaaaaaanyway.  Take a deep breath.