With a last minute invite I attended a performance event titled; ‘the nylon tricot hi-cut one-piece’ at the Whitechapel Gallery with Heather Phillipson. Knowing some of Phillipson’s work but having never attended one of her performances before I had some expectations before I entered the room but was waiting to see what the award-winning poet had in store for us. The room was bathed in red from an upside down heart shaped lamp in the corner (the ones you get in Ikea) and I took my seat in the auditorium at the back of the gallery. On the stage stood a microphone stand, a DIY large heart, a basketball net and a monitor covered with fabric on which was written ‘true to size’. RndB music about ‘love’ played before Phillipson entered with the hood of her red hoody up and a love heart attached to the back. The craft heart was stuffed into the net before Phillipson sat on stage with her back to the audience. Over pop love songs the poetry flowed with Phillipson turning the light on her back on and off in sync.The performance halted as the screen was revealed with a projection overlapping showing a happy otter turning in circles that was then mimicked by the artist. The performance continued with Phillipson sitting on the ground. Recorded with live overlapping the audio was intense as the room returned to its red hue. The light stopped and the hoody was switched for another and an exercise bike was clumsily carried on stage. The hood down the back read ‘fit 4 feeling’ then the hood went up to reveal ‘un- fit 4 feeling’ and the cycling began. The rhythm of the cycling was synchronised with the matching projection and monitor and more love songs were sliced and overlapped with lyrics and animation on show. The heart was manipulated into the anatomic rendering, an explosion, garbage bags, fish, balls, to name a few. The cycling fell into the background of the continuous and vibrantly red visuals yet it continued. The performance was completed with a breathless and seemingly pained Phillipson singing ‘Why does my heart go in beating’ leaving and the room that returned to a silenced red. An intense, humorous and emotive examination of the heart and its uses in todays society in an exhaustive and poetic way.