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Ishmael Houston-Jones « Artists « Critical Correspondence

Critical Correspondence

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Paloma McGregor in Conversation with Abigail Levine

While attending and dancing in Ishmael Houston-Jones’s 2012 Danspace Project platform series Parallels, artist-activist Paloma McGregor began to think about the lack of experimental forums in which Black dance artists were well-represented. How had the idea of artistic experimentation and radicality become tied to White culture? And untied from Black culture? Were critics and presenters […]

Response: Lindsey Drury on Ishmael Houston-Jones, Dennis Cooper and Chris Cochrane’s THEM, with a reply from Ishmael

Lindsey Drury

THEM is a smelly, hairy, sweaty dance. Lit like a dank alleyway, danced in saggy tee shirts and scuffed hi-tops, the piece reeked of boy-stank. It had the kind of virility in it I also found as a child in the smell of my brother’s gym socks. The dancing chases itself, enduring its own repetitions in search of some kind of ending, or culmination, or resolution.