I never needed the metaphor until I started describing the real
Loïc Blairon
A simple, gracefully bold set-up to allow Loïc to trace connections: of comments upon comments upon comments, of sounds next to sounds next to sounds.
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A simple, gracefully bold set-up to allow Loïc to trace connections: of comments upon comments upon comments, of sounds next to sounds next to sounds.
Long Stringed Instrument performance involving up to 100 wires strung in tension over a 40m arch.
2 days of online discussions and artists presentations exploring the cosmological, decolonial, sensorial practises of Black and Indigenous grass roots art, dance and music collectives in Brazil.
Dois dias de discussões e apresentações online de artistes explorando as práticas cosmológicas, decoloniais e sensoriais de coletivoas de arte, dança e música de base negra e indígena no Brasil.
First in a series of workshops for workers and non-workers who care. Does work that asks us to be attentive to the needs of others force us to sell our capacity for kindness?
A performance bearing witness to a struggle built upon patience and collective action from the great multi-instrumentalist and member of the AACM.
In this workshop we will imagine ourselves as time travellers from a glorious and chaotic neurodivergent-led future.
An original and beautifully simple performed installation forging a direct link between sound and image.
The club as a community and a site for performed politics: deep/ queer house, vogue femme, lipsync and ballroom.
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?
Nikos played every note that it’s possible to play on the cello, all played back as a one hour drone, while the cello was turned to powder and bottled.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Miniscule free-noise hissy-fits and broken instrument scrape/ squeal jams from the fools what brought you Giant Tank.