“HAUL BODY”
Briony Galligan
1 Sept → 7 Oct 2017

A woman descends the staircase to answer the phone. The horse picks up another receiver and listens in. She is kept in a carpark, standing on compacted earth, straw and her own muck by my house in Kensington. She is creature kept as vehicle. Practical. Majestic. Beautiful. It is late at night. There is one halogen light and the purple din cast underneath the freeway. The woman hangs up the phone, the man hangs up the phone, the horse hangs up the phone. The man asks the horse if she has been eavesdropping again.
Horse: Yes if you saw me and no if you didn’t.
Man: Well I saw you and you should be ashamed of yourself.

Haul Body was an installation and various costumes developed with the horse called she in mind.