Male Pregnancies, Exo-Wombs, and the Meltdown
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1 2 Lamin Fofana Neo Muyanga Nicholas Hlobo Erick Beltrán Dr. Lakra Luisa Ungar Christopher Cozier Jorgge Menna Barreto Ebony G. Patterson Rashid Johnson Alberta Whittle Xaviera Simmons Laura Huertas Millán Ligia Lewis David Zink Yi Kathleen Ryan Diego Bianchi Sonia Gomes Judy Chicago Martine Syms 4 5 4 5 Manuela Moscoso and Keyna Eleison begin… experiences together, embraced process, affirmed creativity and maintained our refusal to separate nature and culture We started with a book. into irreconcilable grounds of ‘subject’ and ‘object’. We also Reading a book together. talked about experiences, expectations and predictions. This Sharing a common practice during lockdown. book, therefore, is the outcome of passing ideas back and forth between us and building new scenarios. We were doing so The practice brought a new routine into our lives. A routine while imagining hosting one another; sharing time, food and that required our presence every Tuesday night, spending tea – taking care of each other throughout this process. We these evenings reading a book together. The two of us sitting want to share time now with you, reader; hearing our voices, in front of our screens in Rio de Janeiro and in Liverpool. but also those of others, reading our words interwoven with And always in the same, dedicated spaces – either in the the voices of other artists too. office, or at the dinner table. Together we read the story of a relationship between an insect-like life form and a human, We began the process of writing. A process of creating a living in painful and erotic symbiosis. shared language, both inhabiting and speaking a foreign language. We know language and translation are not to Then an email was shared between us, and reading it again be treated as themes, because they are so often utilised as a now provides a clue as to how this process of writing together means of conquest. Thus, in this book we embrace accents, began to take form: idioms and vernacular – we listen and remain open to each other’s speech. Bright Orange: Pantone 15-1164CTCX, Mexican Pink: Pantone 17-2034 TCX, Purple Haze: Pantone 18-3718 ‘Let’s play’, we said. ‘The rules may change but we don’t want TPG. It is as though you are listening to 1976 Mother to stop playing.’ Earth’s Plantasia, a Mort Garson album, or Duo Ouro Negro com Sivuca from 1998; smelling the scent of How do we imagine a Curator’s book? gas, oil, lavender and arak, feeling a pleasant warm How shall we produce a Biennial? weather of around 20-25 Celsius; not having salt on How to think about the practice and work of these the food, and feeling happy to be there. artists, and about the choices that have been made? That email brought us closer. Our desire to experiment At the same time, we wanted to ask ourselves: together grew, and what had initially felt like a problem of distance suddenly felt like a possibility to share and develop How do we make a vulnerable book? ideas. Another book arrived. Not the book we had been How do we assume the error? reading, but a book we would now need to produce together, How do we stop compartmentalising? a book we already understood should be without endings or conclusions. Over six months we drew our knowledge and 6 Manuela Moscoso and Keyna Eleison 7 Intro Haroon Mirza Send you to outer space to found another race Nature weaves her patterns, Wherein the wave function collapses, nature weaves her patterns a truth spawns belief, Nature weaves her patterns, Wherein the wave function collapses, nature weaves her patterns a truth spawns belief The singularity of artificial intelligence Nature weaves her patterns, strives in alternative realms, Nature weaves her patterns The singularity of artificial intelligence strives in alternative realms We blast our deoxyribonucleic acid into the universe. With Dimethyltryptamine we sing the irrational geometry of nature, With Dimethyltryptamine we sing the irrational geometry of nature Singing to you in codeless order to disperse the viral vortex, Singing to you in codeless order to disperse the viral vortex With haste towards the double slit, With haste towards the double slit They preserves mathematical communication, They preserves mathematical communication Is they here to transcend I? Is they here to transcend I? Send you to outer space 8 Haroon Mirza 9 to found another race TEATIME I’m going to have tea, will you join me? Send you to outer space To find another race … Coming back... where were we? Ah … In this book, what matters is the body. This body. A body to transgress laws and social norms. Phantoms, we must existing in space and time, and in a particular location, remember, can be particularly deceptive. They are everywhere whilst never being fixed to any one place in particular. and yet nowhere to be seen. Inhabiting this body is a journey in the ongoing processes of consumption and production, through which we are interdependent with each other and with everything around us. We will empower our own bodies through the flower, invoking Judy Chicago. We will close our eyes and focus on our own femininity – contrasting the male dominant world. We perceive the limits of our bodies and we perceive the limits of our own writing. The body, therefore, is not a theme to us – there is no about in this book – but rather a concern. Themes often oversimplify life experiences, as well as social, political and personal positions; they risk objectifying the issues they claim to explore. Instead, we worked together intuitively to unpack the questions we shared about how so-called ‘universal’ or standardised definitions of the body came to be such dominant ideas. How were these ideas of the body fabricated? By whom? In whose interest? At what moment? Exploring these questions a little further we asked: how might we disrupt these definitions? How can we expand or resist them altogether? This book is the outcome of navigating interconnected questions regarding the body, and of the phantoms and myths that accompany attempts to define it. We thought about two phantoms in particular: the phantom of ‘normality’ and the phantom of ‘exemption’, both of which are instruments of violence. A phantasmagoric presence is simultaneously personal and structural, it proclaims the neutrality of certain types of bodies – of a ‘universal’ body – in order to mark the political boundaries of who is a citizen, who is deemed worthy of protection and rights, and who is perceived 12 Manuela Moscoso and Keyna Eleison 13 Intro 14 Luisa Ungar 15 Reversal 16 Luisa Ungar 17 Reversal This book has no theme. We have followed our impulse to stay close to a sense of possibility as it relates to process, rather than thinking of possibility as it relates to a fixed outcome. This book is not philosophy and is not based on philosophical enquiry. Instead, we prefer to think of it as a form of dance. We moved through ideas together in order to understand each other’s rhythms and levels of laughter as they relate to our subjects. To observe and feel the pains, chills and forms of abandon that make it possible to detach and surrender to the current, using the book as a vessel, just as we would at sea. This book is a journey. This book is a digestive system. This book is a dance session. This book is a documentary fiction. This book is indebted to all the artists’ practices we have been working with and talking about throughout all these months. Each of them has been a universe, or a multiverse, for us to become immersed in; a way for us to dance, walk, disorient ourselves, and finally to come together to write all these words. 19 Intro Ines Doujak and John Baker 2nd act GIANTS Masterless Voices There’s no deal done for ever No done deal for ever 1st act MOUNTAIN SONG SONGS IN THE DARK The wicked wit of man would have my guts Laughter (smell) opulence (mud) delight (boomerang) rapture Iron claws to rip them out (strike) fun (grace) And stuff with poison Abundance (idle) disobedience (haah!) To get their fill, to get their will No whispering in the ear of every tyrant; no ponytails; no gatekeepers; no timekeepers; no steely, greedy fingers; You walk on corpses, beauty, undismayed, no telescope philanthropy; no hardworking families; no Pulp the bones, smash the teeth slimy prophets; no personal trainers The blood crushed nose Love and Rage (the boot of patience) Shameless (If the Keys of The mangled tongue Paradise don’t fit, we’ll pull down the gates of hell) Joy, with grievous, unforgiving joy At first the big attraction was my peak Of masterless voices singing songs in the dark singing songs in For lonesome heroes in a queue the dark songs in the dark In search of the sublime they climbed my skin Seamless stepping out of masks losing face And gained their fame but also mine Eclater la terre, upheavals through the earth So now I fear Razzle-dazzle in the cracks Now I am known Drums below the pavement give the world a shake The death to come Speaking with feet singing songs in the dark Masterless voices singing songs in the dark, singing songs in For all that’s precious they will drill and probe the dark, songs in the dark Scan my insides from above To check my worth 3rd act Into my heart SONG FROM TROLLEY Into my brain Ashes to ashes and Dust to Dust Another One Bites the Dust I want to be the faceless in a crowd, a happy crowd Put my skirt on and join the dance 4th act I’ve had enough AUTOMAT VOICE Access denied Raise the left foot from the hip joint So Fuck you All Use the thigh to bring it down 20 Ines Doujak and John Baker 21 MasTerless VoiCes Shift your weight