I finally saw the art21 William Kentridge documentary last night (available for online viewing if you missed it too), and it reminded me what a performative artist Kentridge is. At his MoMA exhibition sometimes, like in the Melies series, one was watching his recorded performance, but I think I forgot about the aspect because I was caught up in the action. He uses his body as a tool without making the work seem about himself. And the results are usually delightful.
“I Am Not Me, the Horse is Not Mine” excerpt