Corponomy: Dancing in the white cube
The gallery space is filled with the body in motion. It’s an interesting scene – a series of screens surrounding a silvered plinth. Light flickers off the walls, figures posture … Read More
The gallery space is filled with the body in motion. It’s an interesting scene – a series of screens surrounding a silvered plinth. Light flickers off the walls, figures posture … Read More
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests. I’ll dig with it. – Seamus Heaney There are tears by the time Wezile Harmans finishes his performance. Left in … Read More
The sense of place is immediate. There is the sour rot of refuse, the acrid smell of burning plastic. Endless stretches of cold, hard concrete. A street sign signals a … Read More
There is only the actor, the stage, and two wooden crates. It’s all the piece requires. In Île, Sophie Joans takes us from Cape Town to Mauritius through a series … Read More
It’s collective chaos up at the Monument. Crowds occupy the stairs leading down to the Sundowner stage where a team of Darkroom Contemporary dancers do their thing. Behind us, individuals … Read More