THE Madam is reaching out to press the bell next to her bed.
She doesn’t know who will answer the bell, or if it will be answered at all.
If the bell is answered she will know it is not a Thursday.
If the bell is not answered she will know it is probably Thursday.
If the bell is not answered, perhaps she has failed, again.
‘Living without Shadows’ is the record of that moment.
The moment between the boy and the worker in the trench.
The knife at the throat of the brother.
The waiting at the bottom of the kitchen stairs.
The moment before she screams.
The moment before unconsciousness.
The intimate moments of the Madams innocent desires and hopes are laid bare in the bathtub.