By Maxine Flasher-Duzgunes. A couple of months ago DAJ was invited to the R&D sharing of ‘Attuning’ at Sadler’s Wells, a piece by Meera Patel along with dance artists Shivaangee Agrawal and Maryam Shakira exploring […]
By Maxine Flasher-Duzgunes. A couple of months ago DAJ was invited to the R&D sharing of ‘Attuning’ at Sadler’s Wells, a piece by Meera Patel along with dance artists Shivaangee Agrawal and Maryam Shakira exploring […]
Words by Katie Hagan. We’re delighted to announce that dance art journal has been accepted onto Roundhouse’s Accelerator Programme 2021. The Self Made Accelerator programme is a three month course specifically designed for businesses in […]
Guest writers is an opportunity for emerging writers to be published on our website and social media channels. Each month from September to December we will select two writers to write and contribute a creative […]
Words by Katie Hagan Can prosthetic limbs transcend their usual function to be seen and understood as pieces of jewellery or dance companions? They certainly can in film director, Dorothy Allen-Pickard’s Material Bodies, a sensual […]
Words by Katie Hagan. We are super excited/delighted/grateful to be featuring queer faggy dance fun (q.f.d.f), a new film that spotlights queer collective joy, and cherishes togetherness after months of absence and loss. Directed by […]
A couple of months ago we did a residency at Siobhan Davies Studios as part of the studios’ Percolate award. During our week-long research, we were exploring new ways to write about dance, going beyond […]
DAJ is pleased to announce the first issue of its zine, Lines Curves Galaxies, is now published on Live Art Development Agency. With 27 submissions from across the globe and edited by our very own […]
We are thrilled to announce that we are one of the four artists who have been awarded a residency at Siobhan Davies Dance as part of its Percolate programme! The DAJ team will be heading […]
Everyone loves a meme. They’re pretty much a staple of our digital lives. They can make you laugh, cry, sad, forlorn; almost always they are a mirror which you look into when you are alone […]