Lunar Baedeker

Jess, Oxford uni. They/them

[untitledrothko]

hello, my loves

these are pics from our performance at the bunker, i feel so proud of this play my tiny queer heart breaks. our next show is on sunday and we are getting to work with the difference engine to test a way of closed captioning on mobile devices for deaf/visually impaired ppl during our shows

(context: me n oli have founded a queer theatre company trying to reflect difference n disability on stage)

HOWEVER as much as i love this play, it has involved putting everything i have into it and crossing my fingers that my card doesnt get rejected when i use it

we have an indiegogo page up for another 10 days and If any of you can contribute in any way, that would mean the absolute world to us (and to my bank account, which cries gently and often)

https://igg.me/at/clumsy-bodies-fringe/x/16968119

ps. i hate asking for money, but apparently going into the arts is just asking for money ad infinitum. forgive me <3

[untitledrothko]

hello, my loves

these are pics from our performance at the bunker, i feel so proud of this play my tiny queer heart breaks. our next show is on sunday and we are getting to work with the difference engine to test a way of closed captioning on mobile devices for deaf/visually impaired ppl during our shows

(context: me n oli have founded a queer theatre company trying to reflect difference n disability on stage)

HOWEVER as much as i love this play, it has involved putting everything i have into it and crossing my fingers that my card doesnt get rejected when i use it

we have an indiegogo page up for another 10 days and If any of you can contribute in any way, that would mean the absolute world to us (and to my bank account, which cries gently and often)

https://igg.me/at/clumsy-bodies-fringe/x/16968119

ps. i hate asking for money, but apparently going into the arts is just asking for money ad infinitum. forgive me <3

[untitledrothko]

hi hi

some of u may know that me n oli started a theatre company called clumsy bodies and have been nurturing our production of iphigenia crash land falls on the neon shell that was once her heart for abt six months.

since our last show in april we have transformed it in ways that are so cool and im so proud to call mine, both as playing iphigenia and as a director.

our first preview is at the bunker on the 19th, which is this cool underground carpark turned into a theatre. we have to sell a certain amount of tix so we dont have to pay a massive hire fee which is why ive been tiresome on all social media bc money is a draggggggg

if any of you are still here, it would mean the world to see you there

https://www.bunkertheatre.com/whats-on/iphigenia-a-rave-fable

luv, luv, luv

jess xxx

[kafkasapartment]

A Decorated Car in the Flower Market, Calcutta, 1953. Leo Rubinfien. Chromogenic print

[untitledrothko]

Visit Original Link

our friend created this song for our play that is going to edinburgh fringe fest n its so good i listen to it for fun

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is anyone still here? i love u

[markmcevoy]

Fin

[plasticwaves]

ok ok lets take this up a notch 

ready? okay….

who could it possibly be?

oh wait, could it be …..

oh gosh, it is!!!

its ETHAN HAWKE! again!

[plasticwaves]

can u guess who this is 

what about ……..now

hmmm….wait….it must be…..

you guessed it!!

ITS ETHAN HAWKE 

[untitledrothko]

238. I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have had you by my side than all the blue in the world. 239. But now you are talking as if love were a consolation. Simone Weil warned otherwise. “Love is not consolation,” she wrote. “It is light.” 240. All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light.

Maggie Nelson, Bluets

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The breakdown of a relationship

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kaЯl maЯx

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Berlin //

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When ur in the EU passport line at Berlin enjoying the last of the glory days

[nemophilies-deactivated20190428]

Yes, and the body has memory. The physical carriage hauls more than its weight. The body is the threshold across which each objectionable call passes into consciousness—all the unintimidated, unblinking, and unflappable resilience does not erase the moments lived through,

Claudia Rankine, from Citizen: An American Lyric (Graywolf Press, 2014)

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yayoi kusama // victoria miro