Thompson, Johanna

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Easter Thoughts

on April 12, 2020

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Like many people I'm experiencing Corona fatigue. So I am trying to give my thoughts an approximate shape. Or shapes, rather.

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Scenario X: no one was saved

Once upon a time there was a pandemic. People ignored it as much as they could and lived their lives like nothing had changed. And nothing much did change. A lot of people got sick and were quite miserable for a while. Some were less sick. Roughly a billion people died, mostly the elderly and the sick. But there were still more than 6 billion people left, and while on a personal level there were many tragedies and lots of grief life on earth pretty much went on as before. The undertakers were the biggest winners. The economy was stronger than ever, now that the ones who needed the most support had been weeded out. The End

hardcore flirt

As part of the Month Of Performance Art Berlin I will be doing a performance entitled Hardcore Flirt on Saturday, May 12 2012 at 1:30 pm in the gallery at ACUD , Veteranenstraße 21. This performance is a collaboration with a very Special Surprise Guest who is flying in specifically for this event. I hope you can make it.

Our Fear Of The Other

It's very hard to explain to an excited 4 year old that 6 feet is the socially accepted distance these days when passing strangers. Especially difficult if the space available for passing oncoming strangers is only about 4 feet. Having seen fear and hatred on strangers faces, having been yelled at (it's the mother who gets yelled at) for my son running past someone at a distance of less than 4 feet (outside in the park) I would like to mitigate this fear a bit by showing how the actual distance from his mouth to theirs most likely still meets the requirements - plus he is moving at lightning speed (3 second rule must apply to SARS-CoV 2). Please cut me some slack: I know how scary kids can be, but at least you don't have to live with them.

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