In a performance in L.A. in 1978, Kim Jones covered himself in mud
and sticks. With a machete from his tour in Vietnam, he hacked
at eight beer cans symbolizing his maternal grandfather’s eight
murderers, smeared himself with feces, hugged an uncomfortable
audience member, and walked out the door. Because the structure he wore
was too big for the door, it stuck there, trapping the audience.
Tonight, Mudman will perform at the opening party of his retrospective
at the Henry. I can’t wait. (Henry Art Gallery, 15th Ave NE and NE
41st St, 543-2280. 8 pm, $10.)

Jen Graves (The Stranger’s former arts critic) mostly writes about things you approach with your eyeballs. But she’s also a history nerd interested in anything that needs more talking about, from male...