I want to talk about small spaces. I want to zoom in to the subtle, the nuanced, the impossibly small and complicated. I want to touch how much volume there is in these present yet unavailable to the naked eye spaces. I have performed O since 2012. I will perform it many more times this year and in years to…
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Stamina
I wrote this as part of Project O’s screening of SWAGGA – a film by Katarzyna Perlak at Artsadmin. It’s about the moment in my piece O where I don’t think I can bend and straighten my knee one more time. It’s about how our bodies carry on. http://feministshakedown.tumblr.com/post/129517817681/i-wrote-this-as-part-of-project-os-screening-of
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A story of bones
A bone worries, left abandoned in an inky black space. Muscles have departed and there are gaps between connections. The whole skeletal system is finding it painful to stand still, polite and upright – no sloughing. But These elemental structures, these rocks within us move if we’d only listen. Steve Paxton’s smalldance. Like marble – crystalline and without straight lines. Refreshingly…
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Oh dear, I have been messing around and have made a song. Now I appear to be sharing that song in a moment of madness. Thanks/sorry to Kimya Dawson for riffing off your tune to ‘Underground”. http://feministshakedown.tumblr.com/post/122239108421/oh-dear-i-have-been-messing-around-and-have-made
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Getting it off my chest
Disclaimer: I wrote this post several months ago – January . Today – in my second day of #OpenHouseRiot and after having a twitter conversation with Selina Thompson, I feel somehow galvanised to share it – with minimal editing. So, here is my first blog under the name of Feminist Shakedown The idea for Feminist Shakedown occurred to me back in 2012. I wanted…
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cunttoday: Be Your Black Girlfriend will be at Ancient & Modern Gallery (Whitecross Street, EC1Y 8QP) today from 12 til 5. Come down for a chat, some tunes, a bit of a show and a free haircut from Daniel Kelly if you like. BYBG is a performance research project by Jamila Johnson-Small and Alexandrina Hemsley. Come hang out with Your…
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How Can I?
How can I dance, muse, rant, fire-up, picnic, screech over London rent and be ever-hopeful about choreography and all its extended practices? How can I live, get excited, have more pubic hair than I know what to do with and be ever-hopeful about choreography and all its extended practices? How can I eat, sing, shop, toss and turn until 4am,…
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Get rid of the chairs so there can be drumming
Get rid of the chairs so there can be drumming, empty me out with a look. Slow down again to feel something still beginning but don’t expect me to come away clean or to glisten too much. In this wide plain we’ll sit and not fall downhill. Coffee runs into indigo ink. Muscles melt away please so I can be…
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Very bleary-eyed, I stepped from rush-hour tube to smooth-landing plane and into calm but disorientating Vienna. It was when I collected my baggage that I realised that I wasn’t in London – that may seem quite a shameful delay but all of the past few days have been spent performing-choreographing-doing-latenightpacking that I had come to exist as a kind of…
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The only type of pie chart that moves me (to make pie)
