Arika have been creating events since 2001. The Archive is space to share the documentation of our work, over 600 events from the past 20 years. Browse the archive by event, artists and collections, explore using theme pairs, or use the index for a comprehensive overview.
Hartmut is going to talk a little about his work at large and the politics of how his films are constructed. And we’ll screen one of his best films: B-52.
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
Simon Morris is joined by Nick Thurston as they attempt to read aloud whilst peddling on exercise bikes.
Disused railway turning circle at east end of Union Terrace Gardens, a historically public space at the centre of a regeneration land-grab for the private gain of a local petro-chemical magnate.
Exploring the interplay between punk sinewave aggression, high-speed video sequences and stroboscopic lighting
The club as a community and a site for performed politics: deep/ queer house, vogue femme, lipsync and ballroom.
Dir: Maurizio Lazzarato & Angela Melitopoulos
A filmic constellation exploring Felix Guattari’s anti-patriarchal, anti-colonialist, anti-psychiatric, animist ideas of care and the self. And an Introduction to the Episode.
A performed film lecture exploring how the ‘Rumberas’ of Caribbean cinema of the 40’s and 50’s subverted demeaning images of themselves through dance, sound and a sociality that insisted on blackness as being a cultural performance, not simply due to skin colour.
Three speakers play back pre-recorded sounds, Marc listens and responds: “What is played is the imperfect witness of what I listen to (or maybe better, how I listen).”
A community of those without community, for a community to come. A schizo-scenic video-collage of the disturbing ‘normality’ of Moby Dick.
A discussion about what is at stake in the performance of realness and the practice of passing, and how they are both acts of survival and resistance.
Dworkin asks: What would a non-expressive poetry look like? A poetry of intellect rather than emotion?
