Top Four "Keeping it 💯" Workshops
Written by: Sophie Taylor
If there’s anything the new moon today has told us, it’s that it’s time to be our true selves.
That’s what my horoscope told me today anyway. But what does that mean exactly?
It means that if you want to eat honey loops for lunch, you 100% can.
It means if you feel like learning how to make a bouquet instead of working on your tax forms, you 100% can.
It also means if you want to learn how the deep throat (singing technique) you don’t have to explain yourself. You’re keeping it 💯.
Hackney Arts are all over this and have compiled some epic workshops just for us true-to-ourselvers who know how to fill up our time.
1. Print the actual goddamn moon
… and keep it as a polaroid.
Yes it sounds like the most hipster-y event that your dad will have a good joke about later.
But that’s why we love it. Give us overnight oats in a jam jar and call us a millennial – we want more astronomy based plans in our fluffy filofaxes please.
We tried this event a while back and not only was it exciting hanging out on a huge roof drinking mulled cider, astronomer Paul taught us things about the planets we definitely didn’t learn from Mrs Booth in Physics.
Read more about the clever people behind it all here.
Print The Moon with Lumen Collective and Polaroid Originals
Wednesday 27th September, 8 – 10pm
2. Be your true Hyacinth Bouquet
There is a talented flower arranger inside all of us. That’s what they say, don’t they? All we need is the right florist to come along and show us how to tie that twine / pick that peonie.
Luckily Lizzie Thorne is here to save us from wilting-daffodils-scrunched-in-fists syndrome.
This talented florist, whose work has featured in the likes of The Langham and Claridges, will show you how to make stunning arrangements with fresh flowers to take home in your very own vase.
Your “sorry I drank all your Jack Daniels” present: sorted.
30th September, 3 – 5:30pm
The Barge House, 46a De Beauvoir Crescent
3. Learn to deep throat
Minds out of the gutter please group. Whilst a deep throating workshop sounds like hilariously awkward fun on a Sunday afternoon, this class is all about singing. Named ‘London’s coolest choir’ by TimeOut, this is an all-female singing collective formed in 2013 by Luisa Gerstein. Although she has played with bands like Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs, she’s a fan of simple voice and drums and since created the Deep Throat Choir. You will learn some of their original compositions as well as ‘some old favourites’, which I can only hope translates to What’s New Pussycat and other absolute bangers.
22nd October, 2 – 4pm
Hoxton Square Bar and Kitchen
4. Be Imperfect
Have you ever trundled miserably past the Royal Sovereign pub feeling a bit low and wished you could just pop in for a pint instead of, like, do real world adult things with your morning?
Did you then see the typographic mural painted on the wall that reads, “Talk to someone, anyone, about anything”?
Well I did, and it cheered me up. It’s all part of Naomi Edmondson’s street art project promoting hope with similarly optimistic phrases popping up all over London.
Now you can learn the art of the hopeful phrase and create your own survival techniques typographic artwork, with guidance from Naomi on dynamic lettering and use of colour. Perhaps not one for the cynical buggers amongst us.
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