a young white girl, who has seen little and knows little old, naive conflicted, swirling I feel young, because at the age of twenty-one I should surely feel young. If fate decides to deal me a bountiful hand I should expect to see many long years stretching out before me. I am still studying, learning, … Continue reading Who am I?
A few photos from the performance of my durational installation: M U S É E | D E | L A | D A N S E It was beautiful to watch how the installation would continually grow, with the line between performer and audience constantly blurring, so much so that it was a pleasure to see … Continue reading M U S É E | D E | L A | D A N S E
The final week of second year. A week where my body was heavy with fatigue, a niggly knee and the screaming desire to just run around outside and soak up some vitamin D- to be in the studio was the last thing I wanted to do. However, one week with Roberta Jean renewed my sense … Continue reading A week with Roberta Jean
I first learnt to knit when I was about ten. I would sit on the sofa with my Nana and she would repeatedly show me what to do whilst I fumbled around with a ball of wool and two needles. I don’t think I made anything vaguely successful, except maybe a rainbow coloured blanket for … Continue reading Why dancers should also start knitting…
I love Leeds more and more everyday. I love Northern, I love being in Yorkshire and I love the people here. Last night I went to Partytime in Dusseldorf: a fundraiser for Gracefool Collective, Spokeswoman and SLUTDROP at Browning House in Chapeltown, and just loved the atmosphere. Live performances, live music and pizza rolls- naturally it was … Continue reading I love Leeds