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When I was booted out of my body and forgot the names of things and could not feel a single human emotion, I slid back (seven hours later) listening to a country song. ‘The reason young people use drugs’ (they are hungry, tired and fed up).
Maxine Peake reads an extract from Caryl Churchill’s The Skriker (1994)
Lee Miller in Hitler’s bath the day of his suicide, April 30th 1945. This picture was taken by Dave Sherman, both Sherman and Miller had documented the liberation of Dachau concentration camp directly before travelling to Munich. The image is carefully crafted; the picture of Hitler you can see in the corner was taken from his bureau and placed for context, Miller leans forward concealing herself so that the image could be reproduced and published without fear of censorship.
Loved hearing about Lee Miller’s shapeshifting life as a model, surrealist, war correspondent and gourmet cook on the great women artists podcast, link below.
https://soundcloud.com/thegreatwomenartists/ami-bouhassane-on-lee-miller
i am insane! :)
Antifa - Chasseurs de Skins (English Subtitles)
Doc about French antifascist skinhead gangs in the 80s. I love it me, if nothing else watch the rap at the start. Salvating at the energy coming off Kim tbf, its a bit toxic masculinity init but I can live with that
In My Language, Amanda Baggs (1980-2020)
Found through an Another gaze piece:
‘Learning how to be available for work like Baggs’s has important political implications: it suggests that as an audience we can move away from conventional narratives - with their dependence on linear time, certain body types, gestures and prescribed emotions - towards other types of storytelling that do not necessarily follow those conventions. Since storytelling is one of the main technologies we as humans have to make worlds, this opens us up to new, exciting possibilities: not just in how we think or how we decide what a person is or can do, but also in how we relate to objects and our natural environment’. - Julian Gatto
I don’t know if this is an inappropriate comparison to make but this statement really brings to mind Josephine Decker’s films, especially relating to your environment + objects being linked to opening up who gets to be a ‘real’ person. I’m thinking about Madeleine’s Madeline and how people seemed to measure the extent of Madeleine’s mental illness through their own discomfort and ability to read or control it. The environment shit is something do with how hyper sensitive the sound is, the close moving frames, how you are constantly experiencing and not watching. Maybe I need to pipe down but I think there’s something in there about new types of storytelling that reflect without judgement different ways of experiencing the world. Mental illness is painful as fuck but worse when people mistranslate and misread whats goin on and see it as reason to take away your autonomy. Autism is different but that constant misinterpretation must be fucking exhausting. All power to Baggs for this beautiful film. Rest in Peace man