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Past programme
Showcases an eclectic range of fresh and interesting contemporary work, largely by emerging artists
Welcome Goodbye/Adeus Obrigada - Singularity
Built through a set of images alternating between memories of times past and present, Singularity questions the philosophical concept of a ‘body without organs’: a body longing for desire and thriving in chaos and absurdity, refusing to conform to normality.
A physical theatre piece using the language of dance and movement.
Welcome Goodbye/Adeus Obrigada - Flatland
The tragic story of a two-dimensional man who realises his life lacks a third dimension. He discovers that, through film and theatre, his existence in the three-dimensional world is possible so long as there are spectators to watch.
Happy with the discovery but unhappy with the dependency, Flatman organizes a strategy to try and conquer this…
A multimedia performance where moving text is projected and voiced so that it can be read, heard and watched as the story unfolds.
Welcome Goodbye/Adeus Obrigada - Eurovision
Music and drama, dreams and disappointments…
Eurovision is a multi-language performance in three moments: past, present and future. Taking Europe as a starting point, the borders are opened and a new world order is signified from where there is no going back.
May the best man win…
Springheeled
Hannah Bruce: Rising Passing
Coy-Motion (Rebecca Convoy): Shhhhh!
Sarah Dowling: Where Were We?
Josephine Dyer: Viva la Vida
Levantes Dance Theatre (Elena Edipidi) (Winner of the Oxford Samuel Beckett Theatre Trust Award 2009): I was Engaged to Diego Maradona
Amy Voris: Overlap. Music: James Buchanan. Designer: Susannah Henry.
Art in the Balkans - Half Life
Whoever's spent some time wandering around the concrete shopping centres, tube stations, underpasses and old library buildings all over the Balkans would have been struck by the number of computer centres and internet cafés to be found. In them, all day and all night, youths in designer clothes are busy playing violent interactive video games with loud music playing in the background. "What else is there to do?” asks one of the characters in Filip Vujosevic’s play Half Life.
This is the reality, or rather the virtual reality, experienced by many young people in the Balkans: they live with their parents, are unemployed and without any real prospect of getting a job. They are in Europe , with satellite TVs, Champions League, mobile phones and all the global imagery of success in the 21st century. Half Life follows Bole, Crooks and Killer Belgrade as they prepare for the Counter Strike competition.
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Art in the Balkans - Dead Man's Coat
Vera lives in an apartment in post-war Belgrade. She is bullied by Nenad, who claims the missing owner, Jovan, is presumed dead and the apartment is his by right as it had been snatched from his grandfather by the ‘communists’ in the first place. Then a man returns home. He is the keeper of a terrible secret.
Apart from a dead man’s coat, everything else seems unreal, like a dream, like a nightmare. After the war, the abyss, the void.
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Art in the Balkans - Pedalo
Two couples from Sarajevo are spending their holiday on the Croatian coast. The war in Bosnia is now part of the past, but the bombing of Serbia still lingers. One morning, they hire a pedal boat and venture away from the coast line. Something breaks and the pedal boat floats towards the open sea...
The emptiness ahead transforms them, bringing out selfishness, aggression, fear of death, desire to control, betrayal and the incapability for love... the war is again present but without a uniform, its tentacles reaching out to strangle humanity.
Art in the Balkans - Rehearsed Readings
Two of Us (Dvije)
by Tena Stivicic [Croatia]
Directed by Dawn Walton
Can I Seduce You? (Vas lahko zapeljem)
by Mateja Perpat [Slovenia]
Directed by Sladjana Vujovic
Dear Dad (Dragi tata)
by Milena Bogavac [Serbia]
Directed by Steve Harper
Tracks (Sine)
by Milena Bogavac [Serbia]
Directed by Nuria Benet
Tobelija
by Ljubomir Djurkovic [Montenegro]
Directed by Antonio Ribeiro
Here is the Blues!
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Revolving Stages
Cavemen
by Mary Mazzilli
Directed by Louise Wallis
Spring Cleaning
by Fiona Whitelaw
Directed by Louise Wallis
Crumble
by Mark O'Neil
Directed by Maja Milatovic-Ovadia
Night Sweats
by William Drew
Directed by Rachel Hogg
The Bigger Picture
by Julie Bower
Directed by Rachel Hogg
Blood Oil
by Sean Burn
Directed by Vanessa Mobiglia
Paint Over
John Riggs is the best spin doctor in town. He runs an established PR firm, working with clients to make them 'beautiful' using any means necessary and at any cost.
In a world where the truth is the least relevant part of the equation, Riggs looks after the image and popularity credentials of a number of public figures, exposing the manipulation, greed and thirst for power in a game where money does the talking.
However, beneath the gloss, cracks start to appear. Unable to spin himself out of a web of deceit, Riggs is confronted with the truth he has so ingeniously hidden from his wife, friends and mother-in-law...
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The Extra
from mum to mum from me
This dance is partly for her, it is partly her.
A bitter-sweet solo smothered in a smooth and deliciously deep icing of turns, jumps, spins and smiles. But the icing is brittle and it's beginning to crack... The dance drifts and slips, sliding away to reveal the deeper fears beneath.
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A Small Requiem for a Friendship
Everyone has lost someone they love, whether by death or goodbye.
Sepia dazed, via a string of gins & tonics and dances with invisible party guests, one woman attempts to reintegrate herself into a technicolour world that she no longer feels part of.
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Paramour
Two minds are full of stories; but telling is never simple, especially when the tales insist on colliding. This is Paramour, a new performance about what we try to tell each other, and what we choose to hide.
"Even amongst thieves there is a desire to tell stories."
Two performers and several characters circle around one another, and around their subject. They are searching for something, a search which tears hearts from their envelopes and smudges the ink of other lives. Could this be love? Or is it all a joke?
Fugue
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