We have been working in the zone where there are no words but a lot of body. We have been working on foregrounding the body. To shake the body from the perpetual habits, and from the stories we constantly tell ourselves. To disorientate our individuality and seek a softer more delicate way to inhabit our flesh. We are practising a kind of poetry, that overestimates the value of the body. Trying to understand our individual body and the communal bodies that we are a part of. Reframing the pedestrian body through, weight, duration, shape, rhythm and dynamics.
Repeatedly over the past years Janina Rajakangas and Neil Callaghan have tried to get to the core of unnamed states of bodily experience. They have embodied and presented knowledge that is shared between people and yet is inaccessible through language. Over Your Fucking Body started from their interest in these amorphous moments where words fail. They aim to physically articulate these unnameable states into dances. To present areas of experience that usually stay hidden from appearance.