As Jane Edwards and Geoffrey Rush
Aileen Campbell
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
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A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
Michael Colligan pressing white hot metal into dry ice, causing the metal to sing and scream.
A kind of audience activating, structured film guessing game in the manipulation of time, sound and image. “At 11:15, weiners. At 21:05, pornography. At 23:30, a duet. Watch the Clock.”
Includes: solar flares, insect fireworks, a new film from Ian Helliwell, pulsating glaciers, an apple being eaten alive, sea ravaged stock, crushed blackberries and film that has literally risen from the grave.
Trans-temporal drag, sexuality and the re-staging of illegible moments in history.
The struggle for sex workers’ rights and how we can understand it in the continuum of care work and other forms of invisibilised and precarious work.
An occasion for commotion, and a chorus of motions. Choreography rotating your revolutions and then some.
A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
A system in which film is projected onto copper strips, captured again and then re-projected as video, somehow transforming the original imagery into molasses-slow, molten and incredibly tactile flickers of colour and light.
There exist places in our towns and cities that are created not by design, but by circumstance. Shadowed Spaces was a tour of overlooked, bypassed and unconsidered nooks and crannies with 3 musicians.
A programme of discontinuity between narration, text and image. Including Manual Saiz’s employment of John Malkovich’s Spanish dubbing double and Peter Rose’s absurdly hilarious concrete poetry subtitling chaos.
Deliberately blurred drones, absent of definite structure or rhythm, framed in silence and devoid of any distraction from the pure matter of sound.