Diary of a Dancer
There is no coherent storyline here; the overall thematic content of this installation reflects the artistís whirlwind experience of being plunked down in strange places, among strange people. This approach to narrative frees the viewer to assimilate the pictures individually, while deciphering the mise-en-scene. The compelling drama of these pictures stems from the artistís interaction with her audience, the gregarious, flirtatious sexuality of belly dance, contrasted with her moments of seclusion and contemplation before or after a performance. Whereas Nan Goldin was caught up (and some might say dragged down) by her junkie, dead-end community, Carucciís intimate, humanist outlook becomes vital by comparison.
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