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If I eat you, will we both still be OK? (Plant)
Penpal (I can't wait to finally meet you!)
Wring me high, wring me deep
Warm bodies (Air)
The body keeps the score
Where every light is the moon
Performance
Odes (PART OF A LARGER QUEST)
Rituals for Visual Listening I. Water & II. Night
Tie those strings a little tighter (Gathering winter fuel)
Thermodynamics (Fire)
Writing
An emotional affair with a particular orchid
Bubblegut
The body rumbles on (we're iron filings after all)
Birth, death, dreaming and disruption: let's spread our arms wide to catch them all
Odes (PART OF A LARGER QUEST) Book
Mouthworks
Mouthpiece
Our soft bodies are porous to pitches
Heatwave
Materials
Lunar observations / Indecent rays
Suddenly the darkness turned into water
As if my hand could cross that gap
We overlap but we never touch/ Coal is born of the mountain
She shone before him like silver
Untitled poems (Spring I-V)
Untitled poems (Winter I-VI)
Collaborations
Healing waters: embodied research
The More-Than-Human Book Club
Deluxe Critical Forum
Art x ecology walks
you're mulchy green, you're verdant matter
Mother night / Go into her totally
Talks & workshops
Opening to the other: Artist's talk
By the spring green light of my generous liver
More-than-human photography: Artist's talk with Rebecca Najdowski
Land and sound: Artist's talk with Marie Shannon
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Rhona Eve Clews
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Film
If I eat you, will we both still be OK? (Plant)
Penpal (I can't wait to finally meet you!)
Wring me high, wring me deep
Warm bodies (Air)
The body keeps the score
Where every light is the moon
Performance
Odes (PART OF A LARGER QUEST)
Rituals for Visual Listening I. Water & II. Night
Tie those strings a little tighter (Gathering winter fuel)
Thermodynamics (Fire)
Writing
An emotional affair with a particular orchid
Bubblegut
The body rumbles on (we're iron filings after all)
Birth, death, dreaming and disruption: let's spread our arms wide to catch them all
Odes (PART OF A LARGER QUEST) Book
Mouthworks
Mouthpiece
Our soft bodies are porous to pitches
Heatwave
Materials
Lunar observations / Indecent rays
Suddenly the darkness turned into water
As if my hand could cross that gap
We overlap but we never touch/ Coal is born of the mountain
She shone before him like silver
Untitled poems (Spring I-V)
Untitled poems (Winter I-VI)
Collaborations
Healing waters: embodied research
The More-Than-Human Book Club
Deluxe Critical Forum
Art x ecology walks
you're mulchy green, you're verdant matter
Mother night / Go into her totally
Talks & workshops
Opening to the other: Artist's talk
By the spring green light of my generous liver
More-than-human photography: Artist's talk with Rebecca Najdowski
Land and sound: Artist's talk with Marie Shannon
About
Bio
CV
Contact
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