YOUR SEXTS ARE SHIT: OLDER BETTER LETTERS
A new solo show, triangulating the sex and love letters of long dead artists, contemporary sexts and a meditation on the construction of the queer female body. How do we write ourselves and for whom?
Both hilarious, moving and a history lesson.*****
In June 2016, immediately after the Brexit vote I was depressed and in upstate New York. In order to cheer me up, performer Scott Sheppard read me some of Joyce's sex letters to Nora Barnacle. They are beautiful, filthy, honest and surprising.
You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole.
- James Joyce, letter to Nora Barnacle, 1908
In May 2017 I curated a performance night - Your Sexts Are Shit: Older Better Letters. I went in search of other fantastic sex and love letters, and with the help of the internet, friends and two sexologists - Jana Funke and Lena Wanggren - unearthed letters dating back centuries. This led to the finished show at the Yard Theatre, London in early 2018.
I am on my back – waiting to be spread wide apart – waiting for you, to die with the sense of you – the pleasure of you – the sensuousness of you touching the sensuousness of me – all my body – all of me is waiting for you to touch the center of me with the center of you.
- Georgia O'Keeffe, letter to Alfred Stieglitz, 1922
The show features letters from Joyce, Frida Kahlo, Georgia O'Keeffe, Mozart, Charles Bukowski, Radclyffe Hall, Eleanor Roosevelt and others. It also includes sexts sent to me by anonymous donation.
The Guardian featured the show, you can read that article HERE
I also did an interview with Playboy, as you do. You can read that HERE
Previous Performances: CPT (Pilot) 2017, The Yard, London, Feb 2018