The Revolutionary Dance of Jill Johnston in Frieze

Jill Johnston rocks my world (she also towers over my kitchen) and I got to write about her for Frieze. She shaped (and still does) my writing... Read more here. Here’s how it begins: Jill Johnston stands in my kitchen and gives me this sardonic ‘is-this-all-you’ve-got?’ look. She glances from under her eyes, her hand to her mouth. In anyone else this would be flirtation, but there she is: long hair, low-slung jeans and questioning. She is, in fact, gracing a poster and standing in a field that looks just like the one outside my kitchen, and the poster – for a recent exhibition celebrating Johnston at Bergen Kunsthall – is here thanks to Chris Kraus, who mailed it to me.