Words by Paula Catalina Riofrio The lights projected on the floor imprinted the shapes of sand caressed by the ocean. Solemnly, enters Dada Masilo as her hands morph into mokue bird wings. Her hands could […]
Words by Paula Catalina Riofrio The lights projected on the floor imprinted the shapes of sand caressed by the ocean. Solemnly, enters Dada Masilo as her hands morph into mokue bird wings. Her hands could […]
Words by Hannah Draper. Performed at TRAMWAY on 24th February. Trigger warning – this article mentions rape. Burning incense curls up from a metal bowl passed between the circle of whispering performers as I enter […]
Words by angel dust and Katie Hagan. (KH): Holly Blakey’s Cowpuncher My Ass is dripping in coolness. It’s been a couple of years since its last pre-pandemic performance in 2020, which one of our dance […]
Words by Josephine Leask. Performed at The Place on 23 February. Artist, costume designer, performance artist and multiple other things, Katherina Radeva delights as she dances her heart out in her work 40/40. Part of […]
What do the territories we grow and live into represent for us? What represents us? Paula Catalina Riofrio reviews Zebras Crossing Collective’s new dance film.
Words by Katie Hagan. Performed at Blue Elephant Theatre 4-5 November. Noa Genazzano’s 2023 performed at Blue Elephant Theatre is a moody and meditative work that gives time and space to reflect on how we can consciously […]
Words by Katie Hagan and Stella Rousham. Launched in July 2021, Independent Dance’s International Festival of Learning is designed to put the accent on expanded approaches to learning, collaboration, performance and international exchange, with 30+ […]
Words by Josephine Leask. Performed at The Place. Emilyn Claid brings her magnetic presence and seductive interplay of identities back to the stage after 22 years with her solo Untitled. Reflective, humorous and unbelievably moving, she […]
In Her Skin primes the digital stage for a fascinating performance of fashion, character and embodiment.
Words by Maya Williams. This response to SERAFINE1369’s We can no longer deny ourselves was never intended to be a review. It was a scramble of phone notes, a day out with a friend and […]