They needed coloured fire, and had only ground earths
by Ioanna Gerakidi
Hosted by Ioanna Gerakidi, the reading group They needed coloured fire, and had only ground earths, is borrowing its title from the words of Annie Besant and will use colour as an axis to speak about theosophical schemes, meditative practices, studies of mysticism, spiritualism and the occult, but also about identical and collective, racial and sexual, socio- political and economic frameworks. The reading group aims on finding ways of thinking across and feeling colour both physiologically and metaphorically. Materials will vary from anti-colonial theses to visual representations of feelings, gut instincts, visceral acts. Each of the sessions will also include a short exercise on drawing, writing, listening, reading or watching, depending on the material discussed. With texts, poems, short films, meditations and sound tracks by: Sarah Ahmed, Annie Besant, Garrett Bradley, Finetta Bruce, Anne Carson, Zahid R. Chaudhary, Samuel R. Delany, Frantz Fanon, Saidiya Hartman, Isaac Julien, Rajkamal Kahlon, Ray Leve, Toni Morrison, Fred Moten, Precious Okoyomon, Walid Raad, RaMell Ross, Alice Walker and Rayka Zehtabchi, among others.
by Jay Tan
Identity is difficult to stay with, especially in the form of a topic or debate. Structural racism is soooo old n big.
Are there lively, energy giving ways to share feelings about phenomena in the world and social structures that won't separate the science of optics, the materials of earth or the history of pigment from the legacy of European colonial ideals, actions?
I'm offering a group session in which we centre Poetics and let systems, materials, objects be their colour.
Whiteness is a thing; a structure of taste, codes and behaviours and permissions. Orangeness is a thing; a sharing of faith and periodic, animated unity. Pinkness is a folding open of our insides. Entering and made by our bodies (inheritance, technologies, apparatuses), I wonder how much colour has to do with seeing. Other than a tool of identifying, or an externalised field of optics, isn’t colour flavour? Liveliness? A way to digest or stimulate feeling?
This year, minds wander while we’re preparing fruit salad. Fruit grows, is grown, farmed, thrown or falling. Unripe or rotten? I feel nuts. Nationality is strained and strange. Who owns the orchard? Who needed the orangerie? Who picks the fruit? Who climbs the trees? I’m eating a lot of pomegranates at the moment. Sometimes I don’t wear an apron when I burst them open. I have a growing collection of sweatshirts with pink blood spatters across the front and a mouthful of jewels.
INCUBATION: A SPACE FOR MONSTERS Bhanu Kapil
Red Asia Complex Park Chan-kyong
Dreamed land, real country Édouard Glissant
Poetics of Relation The Black Beach Édouard Glissant
Technicolor: Race and Technology in Everyday Life co-edited by Alondra Nelson and Alicia Hines
Tales of an Asiatic Geek Girl: Slant from Paper to Pixels
Mimi Thi Nguyen
Too Black Tracie Morris
Aubade Ending with the Death of a Mosquito Tarfia Faizullah
The Nightingale and the Rose Oscar Wilde
The Boy in the Pink Orchid Tree Lin YuYi
Brown Girl in the Ring
Everyone across the academie is warmly welcome to this group. We use English as an imperfect, working and growing language. Please bring your personal questions, critique, feelings and responses to the theme.