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Cake Intimacies is a performance that took a year to bring together. It is a small selection of stories people told me and I held to memory and rewrote here. The stories come from two performances I hosted.
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First, I asked participants to eat cake, sitting facing or away from each other and sharing their stories about cake and the Internet. The second performance was hosted at the Art Meets Radical Openness Festival, as part of the Turning of the Internet workshop. For this performance, I predicted participants' future lives on the Internet using felted archetypes and received stories from their Internet past in return.
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In the first, I asked participants to eat cake, sitting facing or away from each other and share stories about cake and the Internet.
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In the second performance, hosted at the Art Meets Radical Openness Festival, I predicted participants' future lives on the Internet using felted archetypes and received stories from their Internet past in return.
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Now the stories are here, each of them a cake with a filling that tells a story, merging the bodily with the digital and making a mess of it all
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p.s.
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If you see yourself, what you have told me or posted online reflected too closely for comfort do not hesitate to reach out to me at 0backplaces@gmail.com`)
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