Tag Archives: Live Art

If it’s Tuesday it must be Edinburgh…

August 11th, 2011 by

So where was I? Ah yes, Stockton! Well, I left there Saturday, heading for the station with a friendly taxi driver who called me ‘pet’, caught a train to Darlington and learnt all about the footie from the Middlesborough supporters, just about made the connection at Darlington, arrived at Edinburgh Station 9pm and got transported […]

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Stockton, Stockton!

August 7th, 2011 by

‘If Stockton can’t come to Las Vegas, Las Vegas can come to Stockton!’ So says Johnny, star of Johnny’s Stuntshow, who’s revving up the Friday night crowd here in Market Square – the epicentre of the Stockton International Riverside Festival. Well, more than that: the epicentre of Stockton – apparently there’s been a market on this […]

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Dog Kennel Hill Project: Hinterview

Dog Kennel Hill Project: People Working Projects: Hinterview & The Devil And The Details

July 31st, 2011 by

Hinterview sees Henrietta Hale, assisted by Ben Ash, attempt to draw into a physical form of expression conceptual ideas taken from interviews she conducted with people in their places of work. Concepts such as as success, happiness and fulfillment placed in the context of a contemporary economic/social climate result in concerns of collapse, strife, and renewal. […]

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The Un-knitted Lives of Young Girls ¦ Photo: Graeme Braidwood

Anne Bean / Poshya Kakl: The Un-knitted Lives of Young Girls

July 8th, 2011 by

The Un-knitted Lives of Young Girls is part of a long collaborative relationship between visual and performance artist Anne Bean and young Iraqi performance artist Poshya Kakl. The performance was a screening of Kakl’s film Knitting Iron on two large screens hung on either side of a long industrial space in Birmingham’s AE Harris factory. The film documents […]

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Sleepwalk Collective: As the flames rose we danced to the sirens, the sirens ¦ Graeme Braidwood

Sleepwalk Collective: As the flames rose we danced to the sirens, the sirens

July 8th, 2011 by

A lone woman in a blonde ‘Marilyn’ wig and slick black dress stands at a tall microphone. She speaks to us directly but with an accent that’s hard to place and poetic text that, like a dream, starts in one place and ends in another. The blonde woman talks about black and white movies and […]

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