On 5th September, I’m With You comes to Ipswich, to gorge in the Pacitti Company’s new space. Like gorge yourself silly, until the gorge rises, and like that’s gorge, babez. Part performance, part meal, Gorge brings bodies around a dinner table for a messy, politically-charged encounter with other eating bodies.
We think of The Futurist Cookbook, and the inedible, and the tasteless. We think of wholesome, nutritious Fluxus acts, and when we try to make a salad, we accidentally deep-fry it. We think of Kate Zambreno‘s provocation to taxonomise (women’s) writing styles as anorexic or bulimic, and we think about our own disordered eating episodes until we want to throw up.
We think about second-wave feminism, and dining with Judy Chicago. We think about sell-by dates and use-by dates and we shake off the idea that we’re just a little bit past it.
We think about Nigella Lawson’s silky swagger, and just a little midnight snack. We think about a thousand middle class supper clubs, and we think about global food shortages. We think of Lauren Berlant on Mary Gaitskill, and food as incantation, and pleasures that make us feel bad. We think of Mervyn Peake, and Gormenghast, and hot, sweaty, murderous kitchens. We think about a comestible Gothic, an idea that both arrests us, and gets the juices flowing.
We are excellent hosts. We take hospitality seriously – the home and the guest constitute an important dynamic for us.
And we are good cooks, actually, unlike Zelda Fitzgerald, who struggles wittily with toast in her recipe for ‘Breakfast’. This time, tho, we’re taking on the idea of the takeaway, the abundance of absence, and what’s the takeaway on this meeting, hmmmm?
More on all of this (including VERY SPECIAL GUESTS) soon.
In the meantime, book your tickets in advance. We’d love to have you for dinner.