“I fear sometimes that people sort of see me a certain way from some of these roles, and I can’t wait for the opportunity to be like, “I’m such a dork!” Really, really. I’m such a dork. I just pretend to be cool.”
I am a blue-haired, 21-year-old girl from New Jersey. I pride myself in being authentic. I pride myself on having a shock value to what I do that crosses a gender barrier that owns an androgyny, that owns a certain sexuality that male artists can get away with that female artists haven’t been able to so far. That’s the frontier I’m trying to pioneer through.
“When I was at Oxford University I used to break into balls. Like fancy balls. It was great! So there’d be a ball coming, where the college would be shut off and everyone would buy their over expensive tickets and regalia. We’d find out what the wristbands were and essentially would forge. One ball they had a yellow laminated wristband so we then went shopping for folders- you know with the laminated bits? We’d strip off that section and cut it into the thickness of the bands and would flash them at the bouncers.” – Alfred Enoch
“My brain feels like a fucking buzzing fluorescent light in a gas station bathroom…all the time. I’m sure I’ll be back to the Badlands. Still, this whole journey has taught me that it is possible to leave.”
“Sometimes it’s fun to push performance into other places that is not just about the same kind of verité thing. You can go to heightened places in a Greek tragedy or kabuki kind of way. You have these forms that express more than just an individual’s personality.”