Cynthia Chang (they/them) is a dog dragging their butt across the pavement, trying to scratch an impossible itch. The universe is forever telling a better joke, orchestrating a more entertaining series of incidents, rubbing their face in its unfillable shoes and not even caring if anyone notices! How can Chang compete with the perfect collision of shoe sole and banana peel? Unsuspecting bystander and bird shit? All Chang can do is choreograph their own happenings, make their own feeble attempts at humor, try to both to entertain and confuse an audience. Through garment construction, dance, sculpture, performance, video, music making, and tattooing; Chang over works their ideas, they try and they fail and they try again.
