Find below, a list of all items contained in the reading room during the conference.
The Battle of Visions
Beck,Jee-sook, Kim,Hejin (eds)
Body and the East
Zdenka Badovinac
Electoral Guerilla Theatre: Radical ridicule and social movements
L.M. Bogad
The Art of Truth-Telling About Authotarian Rule
Ksenija Bilbija, Jo Ellen Fair, Cynthia E. Milton, and Leigh Payne
Domestic Terrorism
Domestic Terrorism is a project that makes public the visual evidence of private domestic work and encourages the use of private detail as a means of public resistance.
Laundry hanging on a line can suggest the gender, class and aesthetic principles of the person doing the laundry. It can disclose the population and income of a household. It reveals personal taste and bad habits; betrays acts of insurrection and indiscretion. How laundry is hung can be a statement of pride or an expression of modesty. It can be a form of communication between prisoners, a violation of housing codes in certain communities or perceived as a national threat in times of war.
I attended Simon Bayly's 'Philosophy in practice' session on Thursday 15th, which was a practical workshop based around the question: When should we intervene?
We chose to focus on a specific incident where one of us failed to intervene. We unpacked the incident, decribing every last detail, and then debated the need and efficacy of intervention.
I won't go into details about what happened (unless anyone would really like to know, in which case please contact me), but just wanted to report how useful this session was. I felt that it really got each of us to confront out own apathy and helplessness, and also feel clearer and more confident about how to approach situations which demand intervention.
What makes you think you have the right.
To tell me to go into the night.
I wish to stay and fight the fight.
For I know I have that right.
To stand here and perform.
To run, to jump, to walk, to crawl.
The right to be, to see, to cry, to fall.
And most of all, I have the right to choose it all.
You can't stop my need to be.
You can't stop my need to be free.
Free to love, free to live, free to take and free to give.
I've seen many inspiring projects and performances over the duration of this conference and would love to discover what others have seen - don't be shy! add to this website & leave a comment, message or report on events that others may have missed.
This is the current list of the library donations for June 15, 2006. The numbers corresponding are the cabinet locations for the contributions in the Library.
Anymous Art (Czech Republic)
PSi #12: Performing Rights focuses on questions of performance and human rights and is composed of two distinct but related programmes: a Conference and a series of Manifestations, the full programme can be found on the below (all links take you to the www.psi12.qmul.ac.uk site):
Yesterday morning at the Great hall, many people reunited for one cause. I was there too and I almost could hear the energy floating in everyone's body. It was a magical moment. The lady in the black jacket representing Amnesty International, (if I'm right?) said many important things- But what I recall straight away is something to do with our generation.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
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Fabulous
Current mood: Â hopeful
Category: Life
I hear them playing drums, I hear their voices all over the air. I hear their screams and desire to express. I hear them over and over again. I hear myself smiling to them. I hear the rythm of my pulse inside my body. I hear my mind remembering old days in childhood when I used to dance. I hear the child in me saying, I want to dance mummy. I hear the empty space that will follow soon. This room of desire and hope that will stay here forever. Even when I'll be gone. I hear people clapping, are they so happy? They must be. And that happiness fulfills me with nostalgy because I will be gone one day. And these moments will only be alive in a memory. A memory that will cross land and sea all over this globe. A memory that will be heard one day when I'll be gone. So I hear this thought of mine, and I express it. I express it as often as I can because it is about recording our lives in memory. It is about you in space working along with time. It is about me reminding you to hear yourself and to not forget little details as when people play drums in your yard.
