My best-laid plans to be in Hobart for Dark Mofo this year fell apart. Happily, I was still able to experience a little of the festival elsewhere in Tasmania courtesy of The Crossing, a project by the unconscious collective. I’m even in the little video snippet below :)
- Wondering what testing, if any, you need to do before playing big, dense music in a ‘found’ venue such as this. My ear drums were crackling – I wonder if all those stained glass windows were too…
- Amusing myself waiting for the show to begin:
Did I already post this? If so, I’m posting it again.
Human Animal Exchange’s They Saw a Thylacine is touring Australia (including Tasmania) in 2016. The production has been nominated for many, many awards and the trailer (below) is quite charming. Dates and details here.
Ten Days on the Island Artistic Director David Malacari reflecting on what he’s seen and what he’s thinking about in terms of the 2017 Festival program:
‘But then there are the amazing things. A Korean re-imagining of a Marquez tale in traditional Korean pansori style, or a performance installation in an old water pumping station at night time where a small audience, armed with torches, was led down through the vast concrete halls of an abandoned complex that has been turned over as a venue for street artists.
Wouldn’t that be something to wish for in Tasmania – a venue in which young artists could experiment and expand their craft and imaginations – really turning Tasmania into a creative state? Macquarie Point? Inveresk? An old hydro facility somewhere on the island? The old Burnie paper mill?’
via From NY to Seoul – seeking artistic gems for 2017 – Ten Days on the Island.
Yes! Yes please … keep thinking in this direction. As much as I’ve enjoyed a number of outstanding mainstage shows it’s the unusual venues and experiences that (personally) really enliven and enrich my experience (as creator and/or audience).
‘Aptly, the entry ticket to the Port Arthur site is a playing card. Each visitor is given a one at random and invited to ‘find the convict’ who corresponds with it.’
I wonder what immersive theatre fans make of sites / experiences like the Port Arthur Historic Site? I think it feels too close to home for me – the tragedy and weight of the history there – I think I’d find it hard to slip into the receptive, playful mindset that’s my norm for shows like Sleep No More and Then She Fell. Or, if I did, I think I’d feel guilty about doing so.
I remember my first trip back to Tasmania after the Port Arthur massacre. I was on the boat from the mainland to Tasmania and as we neared land large groups of passengers (and me) stood looking quietly out the windows. For a minute or two there was no excited – end of a long trip, start of a holiday or return home – buzz. Just quiet. I wouldn’t have known what to say then. I don’t know what to say about it now.
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