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SKIN: Philadelphia (April 2016)

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Orb and Anchors Aweigh recently announced the second installation in their SKIN series; the dates are set for April 15th and 16th in Philadelphia. Not structured like a traditional (if there is such a thing) ‘Suscon’, the Skin events present suspension (and the people who perform it) as a means of performance and ritual.

The official press release follows:

SKIN:PHILADELPHIA
In New York we explored community and life; we brought together practitioners from around the world, to prototype body suspension as a conceptual medium, through which we communicated forms of archetyping. In Philadelphia, we will be delving into the concept of dimension: we will expand the rigging surrounding bodies, to reflect the mental expansion we experience during the act of body suspension.

This installation will be more intimate, and will shift our focus to the concept of expanding dimensions. It is the next logical step on our path in the Skin series (the next one being Skin:LA, in 2017). As with our previous event in NYC, we will be opening this installation up to the public. This is not a SusCon format event; it is purely an art exhibition, as the two nights of Skin:NYC were. There is no registration, only ticket sales, starting in February.

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The first time I watched my friend Neeko suspend it was out by a campfire in the woods of Vermont. The fire only provided so much light, so we parked a Jeep up the hill and used it’s headlights to illuminate the area.

That was in August of 2003 in Burlington, VT.

In June of 2013, Neeko invited me to join him for another suspension; this time found us, along with Orb of Anchors Aweigh and Mike Coons of Hooked, driving into the Nevada desert in the wee hours of the morning, racing against time to get everything set up for the Morning Sun to rise along with Neeko who would also be branding himself with the Sun’s rays.

Neeko is one of the few people who could have convinced me, on no sleep, to head out into Bat Country at four in the morning with nothing but a pocket knife and the flashlight on my cellphone, but by the time I made a mad dash to the airport several hours later I was glad to have spent the morning with him, Orb, Mike and the rest of the crew.