Film Programme: Bleu Shut
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.”
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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.”
A sung-through Nubian musical ballet. A darkly humorous take on sexual trauma and what magical and ancestral tools might heal it.
An event exploring anarchic and communal situations of musical creation with MV, EE and The Cherry Blossoms.
In many ways, this Episode is our attempt to engage with Fred’s incredible writing: with his proposal that all black performance (culture, politics, sexuality, identity, and blackness itself) is improvisation.
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in an old underground reservoir in Fife.
Voguing, drag, clubbing, and the politics of communities making different performances of gender and sexuality visible.
A joyful conversation discussing disability, gender transition and care labour as expressions of virtuosic and innovative skills that make care – good care – possible.
A 2-day workshop to deconstruct our classed experiences and the ways in which we reproduce the same class system we fight against, in order to create a stronger, more egalitarian Scottish art sector.
Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
Sex worker only Collective Art Workshop led by the Hard Labour project from Scotland for Decrim.
A double bill of A (imageless) film of nothing but a sound recording and its transcription and a found film of news interviews about Malcolm X’s assasination, where the filmmaker decided to add nothing to it, except our attention.
A bodiless treatise on narration, bored speakers, audience misbehaviour and police megaphones, but: is anybody listening?