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Naked Response: a k mimi allin

Paige Barnes & Amy Denio (P:SA showing on Saturday 10 August 2013) we were a group of six artists we knew one another we entered the space together the lighting was dim it was quiet we took off our shoes left our bags by the door moved into the space   two female artists both...

Thoughts on Lead Bunny By Christin Call

Part 1: Performance Part 2: Gallery and Documentation In a filmed artist interview showing now at the Hedreen Gallery, Stefan Gruber refers to his animated bunnies as “the prey who will not be preyed upon.” And yet there is definitely something weighing down the protagonists of Paige Barnes’ multi-media dance work Lead Bunny as they...

Responses to LEAD BUNNY by a k mimi allin & Vanessa DeWolf

October 11, 2012 white noise fan blades a needle on a record turning circles after the song is done a pair in black & white sleeves tan helmets wrestlers regarding one another their heads protected is there something fragile in their thoughts their knees braced in white a third figure horsey tan stretches a foreleg...

HERE / NOW : Installment 11

Two Days of Doings for Dance. For someone who has built their life around their passion, lately I’ve felt passionless while I go about the tasks needed to complete my supposed purpose-driven life – wait a minute, this is starting to feel like what my brain categorizes as a job. And then I ask, if...

HERE/NOW: Installment 8

For me, Installment 8 brought up questions about personal thresholds. What compels performers to push thresholds, their own as well as those of the audience? In doing so, are they creating dangerous situations for themselves and for others? What can be gained from witnessing and experiencing this (perceived) danger? Installment 8 opened with a shock...

Poetic Response to ‘War is Over’

Audience writing after viewing War Is Over… war is over ready ok go go on go on beat the incarnations out of me fight me lose me i’m defending now depends who you ask sometimes it’s all right sometimes it’s all night we’re the enemy the piston we’re the centipede you’re the mirror hey hey...