Will our love stories ever resolve, they wonder, will they come to a head at some point like a mountain peak or a vast plateau or will they stubbornly revolve in spinning sequences of not-quite-endings, hapless or half-hearted attempts to cut cords left over from the last vow-less beginning?
Scenography is an open-ended concept, ‘… a sensory as well as an intellectual experience, emotional as well as rational.’[1] […]
I would like the house to be un-crumbled, to undo the damage done by an earthquake, time, distance and neglect, and to place the performance and the audience in that house.
We are used to producing theatre that is designed to remove us from ourselves. Theatres enable us, the audience, to […]