A rapturous MPA-B 2014 OPENING STREET FIESTA in the heart of Kreuzberg’s May Day celebrations; the MPA-HUB INAUGURATION with a prestigious display of objects which will be used in performances during the month of May; a 10 hour-long performative reading of Derrida’s THE ANIMAL THAT THEREFORE I AM; performances in the public space where artists perform entrapped within aCLOSED WHITE CUBE OF 8m³; a day-long research project into whether BELIEF in performance art can be anything other than a hypothetical construction; and a worldwide PERFORMANCE AUCTION selling Live Art to the highest bidder via ebay….these are just some of the projects in the 1st WEEK of the MONTH OF PERFORMANCE ART-BERLIN 2014.
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♦♦♦WE ARE VERY PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THE LAUNCH OF THE FOURTH EDITION OF THE MONTH OF PERFORMANCE ART–BERLIN. ONE CITY, ONE MONTH, ONE ACRONYM♦♦♦
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MONTH OF PERFORMANCE ART–BERLIN
1-31 May, 2014 ◊ 4th edition
CALL FOR PERFORMANCE ART CO-LABOURERS
*deadline August 31st, 2013
We have finally put together a small collection of articles, reviews, photo essays, blog entries and mentions about the 3rd edition of the Month of Performance Art - Berlin 2013, from a variety of national and international media outlets (including theThe New York Times, Berlin Art Link, POSI+TIVE MAGAZINE,berlin-artparasites, sugarhigh Berlin and more..):
Hello we are back! after a brief interlude, and we are currently devising and setting up a new structure for the 2014/4rd edition of the Month of Performance Art-Berlin. A new call for collaborators is also in the pipeline and will be released later this summer.
How to perform a married young couple? How do I touch your hand and you touch mine? How we walk side by side?
Different relations are created in the two performance-productions of the Shadows series: Mali Weils Animal Spirits performed on May 24th and StratoFyzikas Shadows of aiKia performed on May 29th both at Uferstudios.
Until last night, I have never had a lap dance.
Outside the converted warehouse I queue with other men and women, before being led to a small, tiled room with a black metal chair. As I sit down, the curtain closes behind me. Rosana Cade, a slim, white woman with long brown hair, is standing with her back to me wearing black underwear and leopard print high heels. She begins to speak…