Nico Phillips
Public Speaker, Artist, and Pre-Law in London, United Kingdom
As the nexus of my Internet footprint, it's all outward and deep in from here. Careful. Don't get lost or anything. I'm beside you if you need me along the way.
My journey thus far is from Outreach Director at the Disabilities Network of New York City in 2006, which helped spawn CripLibWork that will never really stop, through the Squat Belgravia project in London in 2017, and my being a law student now. In 2007 I did a run as the troubled goth kid Eric in Tales Of The Lost Formicans, a stageplay about, as I put it back then, "Alzheimers And Aliens". You could never tell the difference between whether it was the dementia or whether it was the aliens, which was enjoyable, and I thank Stephanie Barton-Farcas for staging it and Constance Congdon for writing it. Thereafter I worked for a time in and around The Slipper Room, a Manhattan Lower East Side (intersection of Orchard and Stanton Streets) local and global burlesque epicentre and general debauchery hub for what I also enjoy referring to as the creatively maladjusted-- artist outlaws big and small. (Slipper still thrives today, though the other lounge I worked with, Matthew Hecht's Sip, was bought out from under us by NYC banksters.)
The Nerves Of Us emerged after When I Walk's Jason DaSilva had me begin filming my selective dorsal rhizotomy surgery in 2008; the film's 2014 relaunch and completion is now long overdue, but like most things, that'll happen when it happens. For now its unjustly crushed remnants are at the YouTube link in my Socials menu below.
After living in London since late 2010 and going Greek via ancestral passport from November 2019, I've set 2026 as my hoped-for target to do the entire Trans-Siberian railway from West to East (I especially look forward to coffee in Baku). Thereafter I might visit Bloemfontein to partake in the Cheetah Experience sanctuary or even, if I'm brave enough, joining Sea Shepherd aboard their deck. I'm seeing what comes along really, and watching my mobility closely.
Human rights are my jam. Con(servative)s and their games, aren't; I'm proud to be everything the rightwing hates. English muffins, you crumpet impostors, how dare you exist.
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