See me, feel me, do not be sure you understand me...
Is it our role, then, to respond to Kosoko about the work? No. This, too, he has taken into his own hands. At each performance, he has selected an “intellectual medium” to riff with him on the themes, and to ground the dream-logic, of his work. Each invitee is a Black artist, in the two performances I saw, Okwui Okpokwasili and M. Lamar. These conversations model an engagement with Kosoko and his world and point us toward ideas and interpretations we might or might not notice on our own. They absolve those of us in the audience—or take from us the privilege—of being the sole live interpreters of the work.