If I am a little one, I can do no harm.
If I don't move about, I'll knock nothing over. So I said,
Sitting under a potlid, tiny and inert as a rice grain.
They are turning the burners up, ring after ring.
We are full of starch, my small white fellows. We grow.
It hurts at first. The red tongues will teach the truth.
#witchburning#sylviaplath#witch#miffy#halloween 🎃 #miffystyle#boo 👻
Creating & training for a big pole dancing competition, is a deep spiritual journey.
Every October & November, for the last three years, I have been greeted by inner insecurities & fears.
My creative process is incredibly revealing to myself.
When I create from a place of heart & passion, I can feel incredibly exposed.
Competition's can feel like they invite inherent judgement.
Winners, Judges, X out of 10...
It lives in the language alone.
Plus, pole dancing comes with so many unsettling variables:
How sweaty will my hands be?
How hot will the theatre & stage be?
How different will these new poles feel compared to my normal pole partner?
I sometimes feel like a masochist...
Cause I consented to this when I entered, right?
I often find myself asking this question three weeks out.
Because alongside my incredible love of performance art, pole dance & my deep desire to create something that feels like a genuine & brilliant expression of self...
The creative process is my greatest teacher.
My ride through my shadow realm.
A chance to reclaim or be curious about parts of myself.
And at the end of the day, even if my biggest stage fears are realised... I know that I am enough.
Photography by @realitydysfunction .