HOST is an all-male physical theatre work that explores power, authority, control, isolation, and desire. Within these paths, the word ‘host’ emerges as both sexualized territory as well as a bodily struggle. ‘Host’ is layered in the queer community, where one word is weighted by both history and its digital presence – host of a dinner party, host of a game show, host to an orgy, host to a virus…
Public_TalkGrass Stains is a site-specific performance initiative by the Pioneer Winter Collective. Its inception is thanks in large part to a Knight Arts Challenge Grant from the John and James L. Knight Foundation. Grass Stains seeks to permanently benefit the site-based public art and performance landscape by providing support to choreographers, visual/performance artists, and other live performance makers. All Grass Stains performances by these artists are free and open to the public. Grass Stains seeks to help professionals push the boundaries of their practice, make their work accessible to a wider audience, and create work that is socially and culturally relevant to their community.
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Jenny Larsson | Niurca Marquez| Ana Mendez | Marissa Nick | Hattie Mae Williams | Agustina Woodgate

Panel: Mary Lisa Burns | Stephan Koplowitz | Anthony Spinello

Grass Stains artist Jenny Larsson. Image courtesy of the artist.

Grass Stains artist Jenny Larsson. Image courtesy of the artist.

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One of the best memories I have of my mom is standing on the tops of her feet as she danced around the living room. I remember the feeling of shifting from one foot to the other, the continuity of her movements and my role as her abiding partner, neither controlling nor directing the dance but a part of it nonetheless. After she passed away, I would stand in the middle of the living room, close my eyes and try to recreate our waltz. It was never the same.

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Art Loft, Episode 321