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.
Final workshop exploring work, care and class. Does the ‘care industry’ summon forth its own class? Can this ‘affective class’, in their ability to care for others, militate against the carelessness of self-interest?
Paul Sharits one of the great experimental, sometimes called structuralist / materialist, filmmakers of the 20th Century.
Now a two day festival, INSTAL 04 was borne of a desire to open eyes, challenge audiences and expand musical horizons. This was also the year in which a certain representative from Corwood Industries made his first ever live appearance.
How do we gesture to the invisible, the trans or the obscure? A performative conversation between boychild and Fernando, a sharing of gestures, and a bodily back and forth between mathematician and dance artist.
Usurper jamming live in a skip at the site of Bud’s Neill’s Lobey Dosser statue on Woodlands Road.
Dr Gabrielle Hodge shares words on Touching the Future, a Protactile project with John Lee Clark, Soline Vennetier, Issy McGrath, Lisa van der Mark, Kyle Bettley and Jordan Goldman, supported by Arika, kickstarting radical DeafBlind Protactile world-building in Glasgow.
A chill sex worker only breakfast hang, hosted by Scotland for Decrim, with delicious vegan, vegetarian, meaty, gluten free options & fresh coffee. (Both present & past lived experience welcome).
Leading language/ action/ sound poet performed his groundbreaking concrete poem, a dizzying mandala of text, symbols and rubber stamps; a kind of book as reading machine.
For day four of Ultra-red’s project, the investigation will take up protocols for listening to the sound of freedom composed and facilitated by Fred Moten.
Life drawing class for artists of all genders, backgrounds and levels of ability, 18+. Draw strippers and sex workers as they perform their usual club routines, in a different context; from the strip club to the art gallery.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Philip Jeck creates slowly evolving symphonies that are as much about the crackling hiss of old vinyl as the actual ‘musical’ material.
