She’s nine-foot tall, with Barbie-doll legs, a severe bob and big, big eyes that sometimes blink with a satisfying mechanical clunk. Her ‘skin’ is alabaster white and shiny, and there is only a hint of a pubis. Hairless, of course. She stands in the middle of Fabrica gallery (a deconsecrated Regency church in central Brighton). […]
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NoFit State Circus: Lexicon
May 8th, 2018 by Dorothy Max PriorLexicon takes place in NoFit State’s familiar silver and purple spaceship tent, but unlike previous shows staged in this space, such as Tabu and Bianco, it is not a promenade piece – we are seated in the round (a full 360 degrees round). There isn’t a sawdust ring, but the centre circle is sawdust coloured. […]
Nick Steur: A Piece of 2
May 8th, 2018 by Dorothy Max PriorA handsome, rugged-looking young man, with a cowboy-country tan and tousled hair, his black T-shirt streaked with rust, lifts a glass water bottle to his lips and drinks slowly and purposefully. It’s a wonderfully theatrical moment. The theatre continues. He stands, poised, and looks over at the big rock almost-perched on an even bigger (human-sized) […]
IOU: Rear View
May 8th, 2018 by Dorothy Max PriorWhen you book a train seat, do you like to face forwards or backwards? I always opt for backwards. Forwards and you are hurtling into the future, trees and cars and people a blur as you pass them by. Backwards and the past recedes from you, stretching out into eternity. You have time to take […]