DANCER ARTIST ENTERTAINER

Have been in The Work Room the past few weeks working through ideas related to my next project about being a Single Mum. I have been looking at Mrs. Beeton's Guide to Household Management as a guide/reference, as she was also raised by a single Mum (for a period), and wrote her guide for the newly emergent middle-classes at a time when many didn't know how to navigate the very rapid changes faced with the dawn of the industrial age and the booming middle classes. Her guide

I had been considering the idea of reclaiming the wild body. Connecting to my earlier work of finding the path back to oneself on physical + level. I thought on birth, pregnancy, hormones and time - the space of my pregnancy when I was totally embodied, perhaps the most in my life - and felt as if I was connected to something so much greater than myself - the new life, the ancestors… I looked at my kitchen dance. What music moved me and why? Most times related to circumst

Happened to come across this bit of writing from … (eight?) years ago in the back of the sketch book I am using for my residency - it’s related to a Performance Film Installation I had created at Che Camille. The themes are particularly resonant within the context of my residency(1). I BLEED. 7000 years ago the ancient Sumerian myth “Innana’s decent into the Underworld” was scribed. In this the goddess Innana descends into the underworld only to resurrect three days later

So accidentally happened upon the 'advanced stats' on my Vimeo page only to discover that my 'Kitchen Dances' (dance time.her) had reached nearly 5000 views! And from across the globe. I find this astounding given the obscurity of it. That aside I've decided to post the TOP FOUR - and a couple treasures you may have missed... just because... :) The LEAST popular one is this - don't be put off by French title - I think it's quite good... Fourth - my impeccable rendition of

My past three days dances have varied widely. I like that. I like that I can learn something in body as well as mind by virtue of taking 30 minutes of the day to do what pleases me. Don't get me wrong - some days I don't succeed. Two night's ago my dance being a case in point, I just couldn't 'get in-it' - as as result I felt dissatisfied during and after the dance. I, as I am sure most, are 'happiness junkies' - I am sure some wise old philosopher - John Locke or what not