S o n d e r / S t a s i s : Gloss
We refuse an impulse to put on-hold and opt instead to hold each other from afar, shifting our definitions of productivity and product, alongside precarious timelines and futures.
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S o n d e r / S t a s i s
We were making a circus show. On a bus. About a bus. Transforming a bus.
Reassembly : Gloss
I can’t ever think of an example of theatre without an audience, though. Even if it is just me sitting here reading or thinking to myself, as you may be with this now.
Reassembly
It starts when clearance is given. The house is opened. People begin to drift in.
From Here to There : Gloss
Is it any different from anyone else? Is anyone even listening? The musician doesn’t know.
[UNTITLED] Water, Perspex, Soil, etc. : Gloss
The auteur at the heart of her text yearns to close the gap between the art object and herself, the art star. At least, she wants the appearance of having forsaken aesthetic detachment. And we’re with her.
A Complicated Version of Freedom : Gloss
How might a theatre piece take advantage of four different languages conceived as musical instruments, each one with its own unique potential?
All the Worlds
We know in this space that we are not discrete and separate, but fountains of flesh making and remaking ourselves through infinities of possibility...
One-scene-one-person-one-song-musical : Gloss
Our theatre languages – not one, but many – will reflect the myriad visual, physical, social, musical and storytelling lives of our place and time, in the local vernaculars.
Then a Cunning Voice and A Night We Spend Gazing at Stars
I welcome you. Go for a walk in the field. In the woods. Meadow. Desert. Street. Bring a roasted chicken dinner. Share it. All night there are sighs amongst us, a caress.