ABOUT US


Electricity is on the move. So, too, is language. The 'Lectric Collective is interested in orchestrating collisions between the language arts and other art forms, to re-establish a kinetic relationship among them, and to ignite artistic mobility through its diverse contemporary vehicles. We are devoted to process and the healthy continuation of artistic junctions.

Together, the collective has written one collaborative chapbook (One Hundred), a short play (Breadsongs), has created a variety of visual works, and curated a number of events, detailed on the PROJECTS page.

The collective was formed by Jillian Roberts, Kelsa Trom, and Sarah Rothberg in March 2010. They once resided happily together in Oakland, CA and are now scattered between San Francisco, Los Angeles, and Brooklyn.

August 21, 2011


OK, so we're far away from Pottstown now, but I won't tell you where we are 'cause it's a surprise. From Pennsylvania we journeyed to Washington DC to spend the night in our nation's poetry capitol as a bit of a layover to North Carolina, our nation's Fred Moten capitol. We drove around DC at about 5mph, as General Flow allowed, and got stuck in some pretty Buster Keaton style vehicular complications, one of which led to our first (and hopefully last) Official Traffic Violation. One police officer maximized his time by ticketing 3 cars at once for being partially in the bike lane, including ours (the bike lane, by the way, is situated not on the edge of the street near the sidewalk, but between two car lanes. (Woof (-Kelsa))). The next day, the trio set off for Durham, North Carolina, to meet up with Fred Moten at a bar called Federal next to a bar called James Joyce. It all came together like destiny to our national literary mindedness minds. Fred arrived and we chatted a good long while in the comfort of the cool bar and the cool beer, taking solace from a tremendously warm day. There we spent the afternoon, in the Rembrandt lighting, shooting the shit. Shortly thereafter we headed off to Lumberton, North Carolina, where my mother and step-father are currently settling down. We tried to find a bar to go to in the evening, but after much exhausting research came to find the only bars around were Ruby Tuesday and The Outback Steakhouse. We went to both. Now we're having a ton of fun in The South!

 your Southern Belle,
Jill