The Frieze is as much about the moment I remembered the Beethoven Frieze as it is about the painting itself. It’s about storing memories in places, like letters under your bed, or a photograph, or a painting. Sometimes the memories are repressed. They’re stuck behind walls or in an itch in your back and they seem to want to be unblocked or unfrozen. The performance is about facing the task of giving an account of myself as a full and complete story to an audience member, a doctor, or a pillow.