Greetings summer folks!

Below is the call for submissions for our upcoming issue, itch 15: ow-ow-ow-howl. over the edge?

We hope you will considering submitting and do spread this call far and wide. The deadline is Sept 15, 2012. Feel free to send us questions or proposal ideas between now and then. Details are below.

yours truly, team itch

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itch 15: ow-ow-ow-howl. over the edge?

Mouth is alive, with juices like wine - Duran Duran

Hello dear reader,

itch would like to get to know you a bit more. It seems time.

As much as we hide it, we are of two minds: one that fends for our survival and instincts to eat, sex, and poo; and the other that suppresses hunger, anger, our impulses and desires to howl in public, onstage, at one another - in an effort to save face, ward off embarrassment, and maintain social graces.

Somewhere adrenaline fits into this - that juicy secretion that welcomes us into whole new worlds of possibility. And if it's not adrenaline, it's some other catalyst that, like werewolves facing a rising moon, spills us over into action and into our fiery side.

Let's shut down, sacrifice, or otherwise eat the "suppress and control" mindset and sit in the juicy cavern of what remains. Impulse. Risk. Fear. Adrenaline. Let's get intimate with our ferality. Let's call this a campaign in "Anti-Complacency,” an exercise in getting off the fence and listening to our bones and guts. Let's name this moment a revolution and step over the edge. Passion is the new it.

So to better move this conversation forward: Point us to real risk. How does it feel? What does it look like? How far must we go as artists/lovers/thinkers, and what’s at stake? What alter-ego/synthetic adrenaline/full-moon enabler/psychedelic state do you conjure up to thrust you out of (creative) complacency? What other physiological markers do you recognize as indicators of being in/at risk?

Whose or what juvenile antics, hallucinogenic fantasies of greatness or direct acting forces of nature have radicalized your practice and threshold of risk? Who or what ups your ante? In a world of reality television, double-dare-ya cultural trends, what counts as risky behavior? Vampire flicks? The "aesthetics of risk" in performance? How do you define risk and why is it important? Whose neck do you want to suck? What flesh tears at you? Tell us what we’re missing.

Where is passion located in your body? Peer under your skin, and offer up your uncensored visceral nature. Share your vision of a (dance) world off the chain.

Submission deadline: September 15th, 2012

Send submissions as attached, uncompressed word files, JPEGs or PDFs to: itch@showboxla.org

Feel free to send any questions, provocations or proposal ideas.

No pre-published submissions, please.

Please include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and your mailing address with your submission.

itch is an evolving art project qua artist forum cum journal/zine published two times a year. We publish poetry, political rants, scholarly work, one sentence email responses, cryptic fortune-cookie fortunes, photos, found images, etc., submitted from our highly elastic community of visual, performance, video, multi- and intermedia artists, dancers, choreographers, movers and the politically-inclined, all of whom have divergent interests and practices that constellate around an issue theme in a happenstance yet curiously fortuitous bricolage. Practice participation in the ever unfurling culture of corporeal inquiry and art making, from LA and beyond: insert your thoughts, your body, your voice.

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