It Doesn’t Say What It Says
Loïc Blairon
Open-ended, paradoxical and performed investigations into: misunderstanding, language games, form saturated with sense, and consecutive matters…
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Open-ended, paradoxical and performed investigations into: misunderstanding, language games, form saturated with sense, and consecutive matters…
An assembly to try and provide some experiential and theoretical resources for the renewal of a certain affective, extra-political sociality, in the face of one of our great adversaries; the forces of colonial, imperial, genocidal denial.
A movement-based workshop on Krump and the politics of how we teach, learn and listen with our bodies. Move with us!
How do poetry and maths stitch together pictures of our fractured situation from its wreckage and relics, from the debris of hope and the well of residues that make us what we are?
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in a large multi chambered industrial ice house.
Are artists powerless in the face of technology? These often whimsical and amusing films are minimal technological interventions and appropriations but maybe also rigorous takes on the role of popular media and culture in our hyper-technological world.
A multi-speaker, electronic, spacious and spatial performance from Florian Hecker.
A film performance about Guy then, and Guy now, as a metaphor for the passing of time, which of course all film is inherently about.
Summing up of the investigations with a reflection on what has been done that week and what could be done the next.
Dworkin asks: What would a non-expressive poetry look like? A poetry of intellect rather than emotion?
Jandek performing at the Scottish Rite Theatre in Austin, Texas with Juan Garcia, Nick Hennies and Chris Cogburn.
Two-parts Helhesten spit strangled shanties and cracked reeds from under a net of the Glasgow Improv Orchestra’s six-strings and one moustache.