The Story of the Sensitives
A Sensitive is a being who visually and physically manifests her inner, spiritual condition. The sensitive creates and dons sculptures that reference organic motifs that symbolize these inner churnings.
This piece is a documented aerial silks performance. As it is being projected, I ask viewers where they feel their sensitivities. Do their toes go cold when they are sad? Does their sternum pulse when they feel threatened? Do the back of their ears throb when they are lost? With the same frosty blue as the walnut womb and my limbs in the video, I will paint the back of their hands (using the Korean-hand-therapy-map system) based on the areas they feel their sensitivities dwell.
This work invites people to join me as I journey through chronic pain, existential questioning, and spiritual satisfaction.
Performance: https://youtu.be/lysxmaewYZw
"The elements and motifs in the performance symbolize inner churnings. The heart pocket bra paints a picture of choice; by taking almonds in or out, the heart acts as a spiritual mouth where trauma and truth enters." - The Story of the Sensitives
"The walnut womb is the cave of consequences and fruit; pregnant with life or poison-tainted-cakes for the world, it references a vicious cycle of conceptual birth and consumption." - The Story of the Sensitives
"So then my desire is to be “the crazy man” walking down the street with heart out and walnut womb strapped to her belly, to be that dancing parable that encourages questions and may be found by “sensitives” who want to address me and join me." - The Story of the Sensitives
"the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time" R 8:22
"I read their body language, listen to their fabrics, and try to feel what the bone of their body must be feeling, wrapped in the garb they chose." - The Story of the Sensitives
"So then, accept my invitation to witness my soul as it journeys through chronic pain, existential questioning & spiritual satisfaction." - The Story of the Sensitives
"taking walnut-shaped-cakes out of my walnut womb to either consume or offer them to passersby, and almonds out of the heart bra to eat or spit out..." -The Story of the Sensitives
"In Acts chapter 2, right after it says that the people heard the message in their own language, “amazed and perplexed, they asked one another, “What does this mean?”” The ability to speak the same language does not mean immediate and mutual understanding. In fact, it is simply a tool, code, to communicate a message hidden from the incurious and unseeking." - The Story of the Sensitives
"I find it necessary to clarify a few things, I am not proposing the worship of language, objects, or performance. As a famous artist once said, I believe that art is therapeutic but not therapy. Performance and sculpture is my language, my surface and paint on which I paint my story of the sensitive." - The Story of the Sensitives
"The wearables themselves are not my thesis, neither is just the performance component, but what it all leads to: the human condition as subject, the usefulness of material and language as the medium, the remedy as the hypothesis, the human as a testimony." -The Story of the Sensitives
"This discovery welcomes me as a painter, into the dance studio to eloquently examine parts of my life and body as a victim and survivor of chronic pain, and mental, emotional, and spiritual angst. Discouraging the separation of "the mind, body and spirit…" I am able to choreograph my performance as what The Women’s Circus calls "a whole" and as what I call a sensitive, examining "the close connection between the spirit, mind and body."" - The Story of the Sensitives
"I mentioned strawberry patches tumbling out of shoulders. I also sprout cacti from my neck spurs and grow twist-tie wings out of the vertebrae that give me trouble. I watch my limbs go blue as my ears go underwater due to low blood pressure when the need to exert energy is sprung, not so gently on me, or when the harsh morning saps me of my motor skills." - The Story of the Sensitives
"So then, accept my invitation to witness my soul as it journeys through chronic pain, existential questioning & spiritual satisfaction. Show me yours." - The Story of the Sensitives