NYAB Event - Rebecca Goyette "LobstaPorn Theater"

Rebecca Goyette "LobstaPorn Theater"

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Lobsters communicate via pheromones in their urine, and Goyette's presentations communicate a strangely theatrical version of what our pheromones might mean to us, through collaborative costumed performances designed to disorient the senses of everyone involved .
Her calculated spoofs on porn tropes imagined through the eyestalks of sex-crazed lobster characters perhaps afford us momentary liberty to imagine what it might mean to be free, like Lobsta Girl; to be inquisitive, bold and assertive,
to just have some crazy fucking fun, in an actually very serious way.

"I create all handmade costumes for myself, strangers and friends to improvise lobstasexual scenarios. There is never a rehearsal, I hope to capture something "real" from my fellow untrained performers. I want to see how their chemistry mixes with mine (as Lobsta Girl). I am curious to see whether playing around with me in a fantasy reality will bring something unexpected out of them. Much like a first date, the sexual charge is either there or not.. I don't judge, I use it all, the awkwardness between me and some is just as real as the confident swagger that can come out between me and others. "

It is cathartic and also somewhat unnerving to consider the premise of this work; by channeling the weird sex-life of the lobster and crafting a world of art from it, do we take it's odd formal inventions seriously, or hilariously?
There is plenty of material for Goyette to work with, given the strange mating ritual of this tasty crustacean:

"When a female lobster chooses a mate, she boxes him down, and squirts him down with aphrodisiac drugs out of her forehead. She seduces her way inside his lobster cave deep underwater, and when she gets inside, she has to moult her shell off in order to have sex.
She becomes vulnerable, submissive to her man. The lobster male has two dicks, and can impale her anywhere in her flesh to inseminate her. It takes about a week for her to grow her shell back, and after she leaves eggs start to grow on the back of her shell that hatch into lobster babies."

Goyette is certainly serious about this body of compelling work, and perhaps, by spending some time with it and allowing it's sea of manic weirdness to work it's magic, we can start to consider our own inner lobsters.