For the 4D line project, I performed my favorite monologue from the George Furth and Stephen Sondheim musical, Company.

Right after I got to college, a friend of mine who has a garden apartment gave me a cocoon for my dorm room. He collects things like that… caterpillars, insects, and stuff… It was attached to a twig, and he told me that one morning I’d wake up to a beautiful butterfly flying around my room when it hatched. He said that when they first come out, they’re soaking wet and there’s even a tiny little speck of blood in there — isn’t THAT fascinating — but within an hour they dry off and begin to fly. Well, I told him I had a cat. I had a cat then. But he just said, “Put it somewhere where the cat can’t get it!” which is impossible, but what can you do? So, I put it up on a ledge where the cat never went, and the next morning it was still there, at least so it seemed safe to leave it. Anyway, about a week later, very, very early this one morning, the guy calls me and says, “April, do you have a butterfly this morning?” So I put down the phone and managed to get up and look, and sure enough I saw a little wet spot, and a tiny speck of blood, and… no butterfly. And I thought, “Oh, dear God in heaven, the cat got it.” I picked up the phone to tell the guy, and just then, suddenly, I spotted it underneath the dressing table. It was moving one wing. The cat had gotten it, but it was still alive. So I told the guy, and he got so upset and he said, “Oh, God, April, don’t you see that that’s a life? A living thing?” So I got dressed and took it to the park, and I put it on a rose. It was summer then, and it looked like it was going to be alright; I thought so, anyway. But that man… I felt so damaged by him — awful — that was just cruel. So I got home and called him back and said, “Listen, I’m a living thing too, you s***head!” I never saw him again.