We don’t know when she was born, but through handmade gesture is she able to make power structers in the room – visible and negotiatble. Silence is her voice. You can reach her inner voice through deep concentration. It is placed deep in her stomach – it sounds like something in between a lion and a tiger. She wears a lion costume. It’s her perception of the world…
So, I am sitting here with a new book at my hand. Wondering why this book is still needed and can I openly receive the ideas within it? Will it change my life forever? Or will it pass like a wind? Can I then meet you in a room and communicate anything of matter in the now to affect the way you see the world for a few minutes? Is…
SOLID IS THE NEW VAGUE Mr. Rice & peanuts’ trilogy Primary matters of concern are the notion of the manifesto as supposedly solid, the triangulation of the works of Mr Rice & peanuts with Yvonne Rainer and Mette Ingvartsen, processing choreography as more/other than virtuosity on stage, i.e. a practice within the expanded choreography. starting somewhere, some – where our research aims at contextualizing the tradition of manifesto in the performing…
at the boarding school Inkonst I (M. Collins) transform an ordinary corner to a ”Speakers Corner” or ”Wisdoms Corner” In this site, active engagement is encouraged for visitors to REUSE their words, REMIX their meanings and RECLAIM their power and freedom of speech. A new sense of place and power will be explored at this site. Express yourself Welcome to participate and re-create!
My name is Eduardo Abrantes, I am an artistic researcher with a hybrid practice, sometimes I use the name pairsofthree when working mostly with and within sound. This text, however, is not about me as myself but about the early stages of development of the circumstantial entity known as The Here And Now. The Here And Now was born under the influence of my own expectations and someone else’s voice…
I am The Playmate. I am a kind of clown. The kind that want to remind us of the child within. The clown is stumbling, maybe falling – but always rising again. Wanting to create space for Serious Play, celebrating curiosity, all feelings allowed. In the playground I want to create, there is no place for competition. It is a space, a laboratory, where questions with no answers are encouraged….
We long for A moment when our contours are dissolved and becomes part of everything and everyone Body more than mind A place to feel togetherness A place without mingling, without conversation, without prestige A church without religion A pause filled with all hours we lived through, where time doesn’t exist Simplicity Repetition To acknowledge the magic in our actual reality To explore together, expand our boundaries, open and…
Meet Silva, a poetic animal in excess, a savage-in-the making. In her suitcase she brings the feet and feathers of a butchered rooster. Around her wrist a bracelet hangs: spiky black plastic picked up on a North Sea beach, a polymere token transported via currents and drifts from fellow birds nesting in the Great Pacific Plastic Gyre. What will she do for you, this Silva, this medium of the wild? Silva is…
I am quietly starting to prepare for my stay as a Visiting Artist at The Boarding School; which, however I can see now, could also be as a Visiting Teacher or a Visiting Researcher. I would like to make space for a laboratory, where the participants can explore the many ways into knowledge. So my question as a Researcher could be: what will happen, if we consider knowledge and learning as an initiating process, where…
The mix up of entomology and etymology has followed me. It all started with a member of the Cantharidae family gazing through the camera lens, followed up by a dried out cicada falling down from a tree as I cried. I felt I needed to realize something: For a long time I had thought that the humanistic science fields were the only true ones, as they derive from human experiences,…
