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.
Laser beam sine tones used to draw delicate, abstract patterns by vibrating charcoal, placed atop of a great strip of paper running through the gallery; beautiful, fragile sound-created autonomous drawing.
Former street performer, organist, performance artist, circus performer, harpist, accordion player, tree surgeon and tricyclist performing solo.
Our favourite Lancashire-born autodictact asks what’s political about the tension between the individual and the collective in free jazz.
Dual projections of pulsating shards of film, treated in crystallized salts and dyes merge with the whirring of projectors, distilled into particles of sound.
Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
An invitation into languages field of touch; to speak in feeling together.
Michael Colligan pressing white hot metal into dry ice, causing the metal to sing and scream.
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.
Why won’t the idea of the particle or individual go away? Is the measurement problem in physics a documentary film issue? What can a human be without its crutches of life-time and measure?
We commissioned Radu Malfatti to write a new piece for the 21-piece string section of the Northern Sinfonia: Music striving to discover the exact point at which sound resonates the clearest amidst long drawn out silences.
A performance, a radio show, an installation, an endurance test. A game of chance. Constantly broadcasting live, actor Tam Dean Burn will leave Tramway at the start of INSTAL and walk away from it, in an ever increasing spiral, for a day. Then he’ll walk back.
