My haul from a lovely Oxfam in Devon.AND SO ON →
AND SO ON →
Too powerful not to reblog… For all those people who have faught, or are still fighting. Who got through it, or who didn’t. Reblog it for them.
“Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. in 2010 she performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it”AND SO ON →
I was told to open up drawers and let my hands wander. I raised an eyebrow at what this could mean for dreamthinkspeak’s latest production In The Beginning Was The End.
Drawing from Leonardo Da Vinci, The Book of Revelations and the world of Mechatronics, this site-responsive performance leaves you torn between admiration for science and technology, and despair for mankind’s obsession with development. There is plenty of uncertainty as art disciplines clash and blend with one another, producing too many conclusions than there is time to consume. However a hint goes a long way to discovering a truth.
The performance company dreamthinkspeak, created in 1991 by Tristan Sharps, is known for its promenade pieces – a medley of film, music, installations and live theatre – staged in marvellous structures. There have been productions in a disused print factory in Moscow, an abandoned hotel in Kuala Lumpur and a former treasury building in Perth. Presently, In The Beginning Was The End plays out in passageways beneath London’s Somerset House and King’s College.
It begins in a sombre boardroom where a fourth wall literally breaks away to reveal a research lab. The frantic scientists marshalled us through, “Schneller, schneller!” one yelled at me in German. I hastened until the area was clear.AND SO ON →