
Corpus Infinitum
Denise Ferreira da Silva
Do ideas emerging from particle physics help to re-think of blackness as a mode of life in which it’s possible to practice difference without separation?
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Do ideas emerging from particle physics help to re-think of blackness as a mode of life in which it’s possible to practice difference without separation?
Each organ is unique. The project is to find out what makes it unique.
A panel exploring the poetics of abolition. “Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change.”
Noise music for the eyes. A 6 screen 16mm projection performance of intense audio and visual stimulus.
Final workshop exploring work, care and class. Does the ‘care industry’ summon forth its own class? Can this ‘affective class’, in their ability to care for others, militate against the carelessness of self-interest?
An assembly to try and provide some experiential and theoretical resources for the renewal of a certain affective, extra-political sociality, in the face of one of our great adversaries; the forces of colonial, imperial, genocidal denial.
A film performance about Guy then, and Guy now, as a metaphor for the passing of time, which of course all film is inherently about.
4 days of performances, discussions, workshops, screenings with mutant dancers, prison abolitionist poets, transfeminist revolutionaries, haunted noise, science fiction, sex worker resistance, crip erotics, radical pornography and militant fiction.
Emotional fantasies, towers of cakes, identity troubles, collapsed distance and time and Samuel R. Delany’s rarely seen 1971 film The Orchid.
A performance by Storyboard P – one of the greatest Afrofuturist dancers on the planet.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Out holler/ howl of English pukenoise posterboys exploded by incessant insect chatter of Northern fug dweller.