Must You Stage an Escape?
Stacy Hardy reads the work of two itinerant poets – Johannes Göransson and Uche Nduka – who wield words to leap walls, jack us “out of the suburbs” and make us into “peeping toms” There is a wonderful suggestive confusion between wonder and wander – as if getting lost and digression were at the […]
52 Niggers
By Stacy Hardy. Julius Eastman had a way of walking. He had a swagger, a way of swinging hips. He rarely strolled or ran. Instead, skin tight jeans/ black leathers slung low on his waist, sucked down by the velocity of his gait, he cruised and rolled. He played loose. He played cool. He worked […]
Somewhere between a scream and a lullaby
In a city where the boundaries between life and death are laid bare, artists are birthing new spaces for dreaming ‘other ways of breathing’. Stacy Hardy reports from Kinshasa. Art is the strength to make reality say what it would not have been able to say by itself or, at least, what it might too […]