: About Me

Falling off a building demands a delicate fusion of physics, psychology, and art. Not the leap of suicide: that desperate act entreats physics alone to quell the troubled psyche and propel the soul into the theological Beyond. Art plays no role in self-destruction. But the high fall-the mortality-defying tumble for the entertainment of spectators-requires the performer to play the chemist, compounding three unrelated elements into a volatile, tripartite molecule. Psychology must be cajoled to convince the body to step into nothingness, art must be created to capture the panic of a victim f...