"…Laura Kennedy’s “THE BOOK OF NOT KNOWING,” it collaborates artfully with its setting tonight to own the space perfectly turning this room into a different room and you are you’re in the bathroom and there’s soap but this is some other kind of hygiene. Every bar of soap has words etched into it, fears, e.g. “What if I spend the rest of my life alone” or “What if I get the dream job, the tender spouse, the doting children… and I am still not satisfied with any of it.” So you can pick up a bar of that and shuffle to the right and stand at the sink, turn the tap, hold your soap under falling water, it starts to soften, maybe use your fingers to hurry the process along. Soapy water down the plughole, blurred-away words, and put what’s left onto some other waiting shelf and there’s even a hand-towel provided. Or, of course, you can choose not to do any of this. All the fears are different, there’s only one of each: so you find the bar on which is written “What if a third arm starts growing out of my head” and that resonates, those long awful nights of panic but what if someone else has it worse, what if some other poor soul loses even more sleep than you over that dread possibility? A brilliantly involving work, this is Marcel Duchamp with a heart and rudimentary plumbing, archetypal everyday, the opposite of a bad dream, a grace given, a Netzach moment, this symbol that persists: water falling from a tap…"