Beauty, Morality, Ageing, Power… Theatre elder Dorothy Max Prior, young reporter/performer  Ciaran Hammond, and – placed somewhere between those two – artist and writer Zoe Czavda Redo offer a three-way reflection on Gob Squad’s Creation (Pictures for Dorian) ‘It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.’  Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Dorothy Max […]

Outside the theatre, there’s a drizzle and the sky is fluorescent grey. Inside, a much larger storm seems to be brewing: wind howls by the regal gold balconies, the sound of heavy rain slapping and splashing on decks is so convincing I look around in fear for the seats – their aged red velvet already fragile. […]

A man and a woman. A husband and a wife. A double bed. An audience. John and Yoko’s agenda for 1969’s Bed-In for Peace may differ wildly from Tom and Lilian’s in Elephant and Castle, but as a married couple, then on honeymoon, they perhaps asked similar questions of themselves when planning the work. Because […]

Ever dreamed you were being smothered by a giant marshmallow? Me neither, but this is one of the many thoughts or sensory images that might occur when watching Blaas… Categorised as dance in the Brighton Festival programme, it is a dance of sorts – between an inflated white cube and an audience, initially seated. Director […]

We are at a tribal campfire or perhaps a sweat-lodge. At the centre our Shamans, the Indonesian musicians Senyawa, are building an unearthly soundscape from Rully Shabara’s throat and Wukir Suryadi’s bamboo spear. At a certain moment, when the energy is ready, the eight dancers spark out of the circle like electricity – shaking, whirling, […]