We are a collective from Moscow, ShShSh, about 30 female artists, a circle that mainly exists online. The collective doesn't have clear boundaries or form. Not all of us know each other personally. We don't have common ideology, we love men and mostly everybody else. We join together for projects and in a chat. Our collective grows when one woman brings in another one – and this chain of intuitions shows to be sound enough. There is some sort of encephalitic barrier that creates the pulsating inside and outside. We do experiments by gathering together in pairs or fours, cross breed our practices, and show the results to the people. We do not impose, we do not teach, we open up. We cojoin and explore how our personal practices and ideas influence one another. We do different things but when we work together, we are interested in what is important for women as some kind of commonality. What is womanly – in contemporaneity, for each of us, in relation to oneself, in relation to one another, in relation to everyone. We oftentimes take cliches, or rather archetypes – and explore them, recycle them, as of now, as of what value in might contain and seed.