Phoebe Osborne

I work with images, composed and anchored in the dynamism of performance. Live art has been the professional and personal cornerstone of my life for over a decade and I consider the body the primary tool of transmission, existing as the means, the site of departure, and the arrival point in my creative practice.

I employ performance, video, sculpture, and sound as means to think about the relationship of bodies and environments in their imminent negotiations.
In my practice, I map out and contextualize embodied exchange and possibilities of kinship amongst troubled space, combining the physical with historical and philosophical research to create visual entanglements of bodies and objects active within time. My current process explores enmeshment as an essential part of participating and thriving within the largely monstrous state of the world. Through physical practices of spinning, clapping, building, extreme slowness, and intentional ‘flaking’, I am currently uncovering how my concerns manifest somatically, in relation to other bodies and shifting terrains. I also spend time feeding pigeons, transmitting frequencies on the radio, and observing environments during dawn and dusk. My drive is to reconsider histories and futures through non-linear speculative storytelling to create works that resound with embodiments of psychic plasticity, nature, extensions of the physical, and participation in the social.

The eyes of the pigeon, sitting atop the spine on either side of the brain, undulating with the head upon each step, resolving two different images/locations (one view from each eye) into one.

Perhaps history is as the pigeons, their wings clapping, flashing winds of information into vortexes suspending time and space. An energetic force even amongst wreckage and death and smashed wholeness and storms of our earthly paradise.

Language- communication and connection rather than culture and nation. The language of flaking on culture and nation while letting it’s wreckage be a place for communication, provocation, and care.

Tentacular winged extensions, connecting us from all points in this wild and vast city.

I want to live amongst the wreckage with you

I want to sit in nutrient
dense shit and concrete ruins with others
like the pigeons do.