Bourne’s Swan Lake

The elegance of his production was found mostly in the transformation of his cast. After the show I waited outside the stage door and met all the young men who played the swans, and found trouble recognising them without their black face paint. Though they all had shaved heads. Each of them donned an Urban…

Gameshow Death

The realms of dreams. I just woke up and I’ll lie before you the remnants of my dream from last week, as they potter round my head. Like most dreams it was incoherent, so apologies if this post bows to the same higgildy piggildness… I was in a gameshow. It resembled Love Island. Participating were…

Uber’s are worse than black cabs

Bold statement. Definitely. Black cabs are avoided in the street as the plague was avoided, I assume, by the villagers of rural, NHS-less England. In fact, I would say I avoid black cabs to the point that I even forget they are cabs. They’re just menacing presences that prowl the streets for drunk suckers. However…

Seeing without eyes

Have you ever been lucky enough to see without eyes? I was introduced to the phenomena at Sensibility Festival. What’s maddening is that we can all do it ourselves anyway without realising. Together with curators, Sensibility Festival explored dynamic ways to develop accessible and multisensory arts practice. As a volunteer steward I worked with the…

Yoghurt instead of Death

We’ve forgotten what’s important, as we follow blogs from people who tell us what they had for breakfast (sorry to the person who knows I follow them and recently blogged about yoghurt for brekkie). It’s just not the stuff of dreams, or existential thinking. What makes us human is our sometimes annoying, but very human…

Nighttime….Day time!

You walk up the stairs and it’s pitch black. It’s ten past one in the morning and you left all the lights off upstairs when you went down to make toast. The world has a different perspective. Have you ever noticed the different dimension the world takes on when you’re in complete darkness? You will…

Jobs and Ass

You walk into a bar and there’s a guy with a cute little curl thing going on, and he’s ordering a drink. It looks like an expensive one, but you don’t want to look too hard or it’ll look like you’re confused by it. Nice. You eye him up, saucy. Do you give him the…