A Live Encounter with my Archive

Giulia Palladini and I invite you to take a look through our Rooms of Resonance. Here is an opportunity to encounter the collected materials of our joint-research. As a general navigation tool; Guilia's Room contains directions to saved art-works, text, film and interviews that provoke the physical, written and discursive responses in mine. Feel free to move between the adjacent rooms, press click and come in side for a look around. As much as possible we intend the rooms to echo the physical spaces of a Residency with all the varying modes of production and exchange that take place there. As you loiter within the folding spaces below you are mapping out your own erotics of the virtual.

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The work of Eirini Katsaki on No Children> http://www.eirinikartsaki.com/on-children.php

(see both her texts and performance work)

Mothers: an essay on love and cruelty by Jacqueline Rose (you find a downloadable version here:https://library.memoryoftheworld.org/#/book/9719d0ae-e327-4b79-9c23-419908664c3f

Audre Lorde and Erotic Motherhood:Many places to look at, but mainly her novel Zami: A New Spelling of my Name https://www.feministes-radicales.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Audre-LORDE-Zami-A-New-Spelling-of-My-Name...-Sister-Outsider...-Undersong-Chosen-Poems-Old-and-New.pdf

See also this article on the subject: https://muse.jhu.edu/article/610037/pdf


Emma's Room

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ON THE HYBRID, (M)OTHERNESS & Porosity of Skin and Screen

See Monsterhood. The Making of with visual artist Latefa Wiersch, where dance and object, inanimate and living bodies interconnect and grow in to hybrids.https://www.emmamurray.ch/monsterhood-the-making-of/

And below some images from a series of on-going performances with Latefa Wiersch at Helm Haus, ZH. http://www.helmhaus.org


Mother*Fuckers 2017 Bern, Switzerland


HOUSE OF MOTHA; Maggie Nelson writes this in her book The Argonnauts - there is nothing more queer than being pregnant. She also writes; A writer is someone who plays with the body of his mother. Or perhaps someone else says this and she replies;. I am a writer I must play with the body of my mother.
Barthes does it; Conrad does it; Ginsberg does it. Another writer, Deborah Levy quotes another writer; Margerite Duras in Practicalities, writing this; “I believe that always, or almost always, in all childhoods and in all the lives that follow them, the mother represents madness. Our mothers always remain the strangest, craziest people we’ve ever met.” Deborah Levy goes on; “To strip the wallpaper off the fairy tale of The Family House in which the comfort and happiness of men and children have been the priority is to find behind it an unthanked, unloved, neglected, exhausted woman. It requires skill, time, dedication and empathy to create a home that everyone enjoys and that functions well. Above all else, it is an act of immense generosity to be the architect of everyone else’s well-being. This task is still mostly perceived as women’s work. Consequently, there are all sorts of words to belittle this huge endeavour. If the wife and mother has been impregnated by society, she is playing everyone’s wife and mother. She has built the story the old patriarchy designed for the nuclear heterosexual family, and of course added a few contemporary flourishes of her own. To not feel at home in her family home is the beginning of the bigger story of society and its female discontents." SEE Mothers: an essay on love and cruelty by Jacqueline Rose; https://library.memoryoftheworld.org/#/book/9719d0ae-e327-4b79-9c23-419908664c3f

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On Erotics

Watch Jack Smith’s Flaming Creatures. http://ubu.com/film/smith-jack_flaming.html

And Normal Love: http://ubu.com/film/smith- jack_n  


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A Theoretical Voguing on Performance, Labor and Multiplicity



Emma's Room

notes, connections and responses


04.08 #Start before you’re Ready

#Moving from the seat of attention #Repelling the Monkey #What constitutes a Live Writing Practice? #Start before you’re Ready #Write like a Dancer #Your destination is wherever you are located now #Moving with a Pen(cil) in the Hand.

Studio Practice 

Dance & Text Improvisation; 10 minutes. James Baldwin The Struggle of the Artist. 1969

1)Listening & Moving to the sound & texture of his voice. 2)Listening & Moving to the content of what he says.

Perspective & Position Improvisation 10 minutes. 2x chairs, table, mirror, camera. See video documentation 

1.)Your perspective is from where ever you are positioned. 2.)Your destination is wherever you  are located now.

Reading Audre Lorde; ZAMI, A New spelling of my Name. 1982 Persephone Press 

Writing 20 mins; Live writing practice. Bar Restaurant Bern. 

05.08 #Moving with a Pen(cil) in the Hand

Studio Practice 10 minutes Moving with a Pen(cil) in the Hand. Writing a bit. Moving a bit.

Reading Sadie Plant Zeros and Ones 1997 Forth Estate The Pleasure of Work and The Work of Pleasure. An Interview with Giulia Palladini in MASKA 2019 Save As... Knowledge and Transmission in the Age of Digital Technologies Diana Taylor New York University 2010

Writing 20 mins; Daily live writing practice Bar Restaurant Bern. 

07.08 #TONIC

Is this what a live writing practice could look like?

Writing to music. 10 minutes. Spotify Playlist TONIC 2019

1). Slow on the uptake, dum dum dum

Kel Tinawen,  Tinariwen - Cass Mc Combs 3mns 57

Helicopter trees and fires, dusty tongue in the back of dry throat

4 wheels driving toward a hot pink horizon and leather skin 

2).Cool shallows and bowls of light

 Tibetan Singing Bowls. Tibetan Bells 2012 6mn 34

Making lotus flowers with your legs and ripples with your breath

Making circles with your finger and hearing the echo across your chest

Tin cans or copper cups, glass jars of early light or just around dusk. Green fields and pyramid hats, shady eyes. Making postcards of memories. Playing with the full-stop. Grubby knees. Catch my breath, fielding my attention, defending my back.

3). Forward back forward back

9 Years DJ Koze Remix 

Up down up up up up up and back up and up and back back back This this this this this this is it it ti ti ti ti it it it it Take me to the end and find the finish and start again Back and forth forth and fifth and sixth and now and then and when?Up up up  up up up up up and around and round round round round we goGo for it and don’t stop until you finish I try to keep in time and this is so fast and I wonder if you would look over my shoulder would you make any sense of it?

09.08 #12mins

#12 mins Reading/Writing/Moving Practice

Set timer and fufill each task for 12 minutes in a chosen order.

Studio Practice

12 mins Moving.

Reading Practice

12 mins Reading; Sadie Plant Zeros and Ones 1997 Forth Estate

Writing Practice

12 mins Writing.

Networks, no specific centralized system or even center.

Learning, learning, learning from mistake making not from pre-existing knowledge.

A learning of connections, intuitions and experience. Everything is just appearing. Who is the I doing the doing? The eye doing the seeing? The moment we look, we don’t see. A connection found between my meditation practice and the book I’m reading on AI and machine intelligence.

Thinking as moving, reading as writing, moving as writing. What comes first; the thought or the movement? The movement then the thought? Accepting everything is just appearing. Needing it seen? Needing to show? How to be seen by the room? How to be seen by writing?

The seductiveness of suggestion. A brushed cheek, a lifted shirt, carrying one thought, fulfilling it and allowing it to open on to the next. A movement strategy. One thing leads to the next. Requires rigor, concentration – not too move too quick or slow, to look out the corner of your eye, hold your head at a certain angle – so as not to give the appearance of trying too hard while at the same time being hyper vigilant, super aware. Tricking your conscious.

Aware of the touch of my fingertips, the taste in my mouth, the feeling as I swallow, the weight of my tongue. The sound of the restaurant downstairs, the hum of collected voices, punctuated by the clink of china, the temperature of my upper lip, the shape of my friend in my thoughts, or my boyfriend and the shift of attention they produce. Trying to get it all present at one time, collecting and shifting through the experience of my senses, saying yes! to everything that is appearing.

10.08 #ƒeelin myself

Pleasure in Progress.

I wanted to share the pleasure. The pleasure got shared, but not with my work.

It got shared among friends and looked very much like partying. At the same time, I was able to defend it as somehow a part of the work, or if not part, then a reward for having done enough of the work.

Pleasure got taken around some late-night bars and then bought back home to pleasure itself some more. It kept up the neighbors and left its mark on the sofa. It certainly didn’t stick round for breakfast or help clean up. A friend poured the champagne and I leaned in closer and forgot the pleasure of work I’d left behind and instead got down with the work of this pleasure; drinking. The next day’s pleasure at being back at the studio was slightly muted by the previous nights’ pleasure. Luckily, I was able to tell myself to relax into the pleasure of not needing this pleasure to resemble the pleasure of yesterday’s pleasure - and to see what occurred.

The time in the studio began to feel considerably contracted. There seemed limited time now to fit in pleasure whereas before it had appeared timeless and inseperable from what I was doing. Pleasure didn’t seem up to the job, it felt a little too much like resting. I asked it what it had to show for itself, I told it to get off the floor! Do something! But the lines had been drawn between work now and pleasure later. It felt like a familiar organization of my time and the return to some generalized anxiety about never having enough of it. The same friend from the night before suggested learning some rejoinders to protect the space where pleasure and work meet; Can I get back to you? Maybe later, I’m busy now. What I’m doing is important. 

Though this is not this residency’s description, would it be a good place to begin practicing a defence of work that looks very much like someone having a good time?

I don’t mean to sound like a French actress offering oral sex when I say one of the most radical questions (for me) remains; what gives you pleasure? I mean, of course what gives me pleasure, and is surprisingly tricky to answer.  Or, what will you do to invite, protect and defend that pleasure in your working practices?

11.08 #Exhausting Place/Body/Text


Studio Practice

At the recommendation of a friend I attempt 20 minutes of Qi-Gong.I smile at and shake my brain. I repel the monkey - smoothing down the inside of my forearms and Play Ball with the Lion, moulding and pulsing Chi between my hands. Marisa from YouTube reminds me to stand still, be inside my body and be present,  and I think all the contemporary dance classes I’ve ever taken feel like this.


Reading and re-reading, underlining Giulia's text below.


Feeling at Home.
"I am interested in gestures which uncouple the idea of ‘home’ from the realm of private life and make it an instrument to think and build public life." Giulia Palladini On Coexisitng, Mending & Imagining


11.25am Blue skies, sunlight reflected off the outdoor furniture. Intermittant traffic, mostly cars, a bus every 10 mins. Open door to the balcony, brown couch - leather, blue palm print cushion, bright woolen blanket, a grubby computer cord, black screen of an I-phone at rest, a hair clip. Matching blue chairs, a broken back of one of them. Brown wood chests needing an oil. Dust I know is there but can’t see on the lamp and the Stero. 3 vases without flowers. 2 candle holders without candles. Knees bent up, cheek scratched, fingers poised, foot pressing leather, or resting in contact with an instep, a shoulder on elbow on calf.

17.08 Conversation as Writing

Fragment of a transcription of conversation between Giulia and myself using Dictate function on WORD.

"Here, meaning does not exist prior to the event of utterance; rather it is co-produced through the dialogic process of conversation itself." Emma Cocker

yeah not lying have you seen the rehearsal by is it cookie cookie hirez yeah have you seen that piece yeah and then I love that work I mean I just in terms of it continually upending yeah yeah yeah yeah also the her partner uhm you know do you know his his work he also has a lot of interesting trip about the so process I mean I think this is very much a common kind of yes it's an old older piece now I don't I don't know his his work um I think she probably is as always as a woman much more interesting I don't know how work very much yeah yeah yeah but yeah I know work and I think it's an interesting um yeah uh this idea of kind of confusing as well the situation yes that's oops I'm sorry West my where the interest lies I think along so those two aspects really the right and this performative trope or trick of tricky yeah kind of confounding the public watching I mean It's it is quite multilayered because there's this performance that I'm referring to or rehearsing for which has its own themes and interests around the body in organic and inorganic forms interacting this kind of hybrid thing that the piece itself is interested in These topic bodies and these human bodies interacting and growing into hybrids and I guess maybe it could be seen as a metaphor for the this response this performance of typing uh the hybrid of kind of bringing together performative modes of writing and recorded live footage yeah I mean I think the I would hope that that comes through a little bit in the in the in the in the peace and the interest of two of course in our archives what's what's left I mean That's that's probably enough actively wanting yes so OK uh OK there is a lot so I'm trying now to to think are you still sharing your screen and not do you see me just me 'cause I don't know what you're seeing now I'm uh I I see you I I was saying your desktop but I think I'm I'm seeing you now I'm just I'm just wondering if you still recording yes it is still recording yeah yeah yeah recording yes

See Swiss Artist, Marie-Caroline Hominal describe the experience of working alone in the studio.This tumblr site documents an exchange based research project called WORKING SESSIONS questioning Process and Co-operation.https://emmainbern.tumblr.com/


According to its definition, foreplay appears as a slippery territory of that which cannot claim the status of an arrival.

Foreplay is a labor of pleasure inhabiting an >improper< time.

Countering the organsmic logic that views sex as labor that reaches a point of exhaustion and then vanishes, the idea of foreplay names a longing for performance exceeding the logic of an itch that might be scratched and extinguished in the time and space of an event.

It points to a desire which over-stays, queering the singularity of performance as event, multiplying its focuses in a multiplicity of forms and temporal articulations.



Giulia's Room

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Check out Diana Taylor’s work and in particular her writings about archive and repertoire.

There is also a more recent article that may be interesting for you, downloadable here: https://www.academia.edu/28774072/Save_As..._Knowledge_and_Transmission_in_the_Age_of_Digital_Technologies

Emma's Room

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"As our technologies outpace our comprehension of them, we can take comfort in our personal archives, in the ways that we constantly must remake their value and attempt to secure their fidelity. It is in archiving as a daily practice, rather than a rarefied one, that we might truly connect across divides of time and digital placelessness."

Diana Taylor SAVE AS 2010


Sadie Plant Zeros and Ones 1998

Giulia's Room

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Perhaps of interest: Writing not yet Thought, a conversation between Adrian Heathfield and Helene Cixous. https://www.adrianheathfield.net/project/writing-not-yet-thought

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Johanna Hilari, Lublijana 2016

#What constitutes a Live Writing Practice? How can a Writing Practice been seen to Move? How can a writing process perform a live co-operation? Can we be seen by a piece of writing? 

Does it involve being observed? Writing in a public space? Performing the act of writing in the company of others? Bring laptop to a cafe and write.

Does it have something to do with addressing the passivity of writing? Writing as Activism. Writing a Manifesto? Writing a Call for the Call to Write?

Or writing as an irritation, a 2nd thought or ambivalence? Writing, as Zadie Smith refers to it, that speaks to the ‘spirit of a person’-  the  one behind the activist, the hero or the laptop?


Or is it more relational? Spontaneous? Improvisational? Happening between you and me? Contact artist friends - set up a dual writing practice.

Could it happen between moving and writing. Moving with a pencil in my hand? A laptop?! Breaking down any kind of hierarchy between moving and writing? Write a bit, move a bit?

Or moving like typing? Easy access to erasure, copying and save as? What would a footnote in dance look like? Could I type like I dance? Dance as I'm typing?

 #Looking for the Seat of Attention

Tried out moving with my computer to explore my field of vision.

Movie on 13.08.20 at 16.34.export 


This space: http://www.somethingother.io/#/   is marked for thoughts about the difference between live art and digital art, between viewing and reading, between different kinds of presence, attention and gaze.

>>It is, I think, tentatively, an attempt to explore what happens when you assume: 1) a fascination with the live event — theatre, performance, life; 2) an interest in writing as a tool, a technology, and a fabric that mediates, colours, extends and transforms (live) experience; 3) a curiosity about ‘digital space’ (for want of a better phrase), as part of life and the live, as well as between it; and 4) an interest in the differences between these three modes of being.<< Mary Paterson 2015 Something Other Dialogue 1.