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Wobbles is a publication created in the context of my degree project presentations at the New Performative Practices Master's Program at Stockholm University of the Arts.
This page, the Wobbles webpage, is a companion to that publication. It gathers links to the performances and practices mentioned in the publication, as well as material from my degree project presentation (a publication activation workshop).
Currently [July 2025], it is rather bare. Eventually (most probably) it will grow to host practice descriptions from my two ongoing research-creation processes, Telos and Knots, as well as some auxiliary essays I am currently working on.​
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If you'd like, you can download a preview, including the introductory essay "Playing" and the first poem "The Manifesto Tango", here:
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P.S. If you would like a pdf of the book, feel free to write me and I'll happily send it.
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Research Expositions
Full video of Opaque Wild Berries Familiar Ache (discussed in the chapter "The Mystery").
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Forms-of-Practice
Many of the forms can also be found at A Performance Practice Interface,
under Shop Talk → Provisional Guides and Conspiracies → Bundles.
The forms specific to Mythologies and Azathoth can be found in the expositions above.
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[If navigating the website as such feels harrowing, you can write me and I'll fetch the proper document for you. I plan to make a page which collects all the practice descriptions I have, but it's anyone's guess as to when that will go live.]​
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Degree Project Presentation
This publication was launched through two public workshops, taking place at Stockholm University of the Arts on May 6th and 7th, 2025.
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This workshop articulated the concept of The Mystery (which I write about in the publication's third essay): a practitioner's relation to the unknowability which engulfs them, particularly when the relation takes a mystical or sacred tone. In the realm of dance practice, I proposed to think The Mystery in terms of somatic epiphanies:
04.06.2023, Berlin. A cozy evening home alone, watching the movie Alps by Yorgos Lanthimos, smoking a fair bit of weed. I go to shower but first stand naked in front of the sink’s mirror, brushing my teeth. For the first time in a long time, I saw my body. I see it as the body it is, not the body it’s supposed to be or the body I don’t like that it is. In that moment, a suspicion I’ve long had is affirmed: I was sensing my belly button in the wrong place. In my mind, up until that point, the belly-button was basically the end of the torso, almost immediately followed by the genitals and the legs. It became clear that there is a fair bit of body left between the belly-button and my penis, accompanied by a lot of backspace real-estate. My body fills with sensation. I shift to the larger mirror and stand in awe, then slowly begin to make spinal waves. I had so far generated so much unnecessary tension in my lower back, attempting to create the effect of freedom, instead of giving the movement time and space. Softly twerking, I giggle at this moment of somatic epiphany.
Moments of great affective and relational intensity, such that perhaps hinge on the hierophonic, the manifestation of the sacred in the profane.
Through a series of practices, I invited the participants to sense and play with various figurations of The Mystery, to dance with faith and with doubt. The script I ended up devising is a bit complex (some might even say convoluted) - you can check it out here: