μ!

I went to the Marina Abramovic retrospective at MoMa today. (I just accidentally typed a μ.) Aesthetic thoughts another time, I think. But experientially....
M.A.’s work is often about bodily endurance, usually with herself as the test bed.
I saw M.A. perform with her partner, Ulay, at the Brooklyn Museum in 1978. They faced each other holding hands, and whirled until they broke apart, then continued whirling separately until they couldn’t any more.
μ μ μ μ μ.   I’m going to leave it at that, for now.