Sarah Archive

Virtual Frontiers: They’re Real

Francois Knoetze’s Virtual Frontiers is pretty incredible. A visual arts exhibition without art on the walls. The art lies in your own perception of the VR (virtual reality) you are experiencing. Six machines, six different videos, 13 minutes long, made from digitally edited 360-degree camera footage – of people and places all around Grahamstown and with

Kubili (2): gripping and fresh

I was gripped for the first hour, and then they ran overtime which is a festival no-no. Kubili (2) is double billed, but is more of a one-quarter and three-quarter bill. Women got the one quarter, men the other three. Notable, given that the theme is female identity and abuse of women. Durban choreographer Musa

Down to a Sunless Sea: Got Milk?

Lexi Meier presents to us another world, an alien world. It’s tactile and awkward and far, far left of centre. Let’s be honest, Meier’s stuff is weird. It’s disconcerting. Like cattle, we’re herded up and driven down to where we’re sent through the ‘machine’ for processing. The installation is made of plastic, the intestine-like tunnel

4: Mixed Bag, Mixed Feelings

Using Vivaldi’s “Four Seasons” as a point of departure, four choreographers have each created a ‘season’ with the dance students of Oakfields College. Ok, the truth is I liked much of 4 but with some elements, I wasn’t sold. The choreography is excellent – it should be with Sunnyboy Motau, Bailey Snyman, Gladys Agulhas, and

Agony: just go see it

(Spoiler warning – watch before reading.) Since watching Agony five days ago, it has repeatedly seeped into my mind. It’s a quiet, still, and distilled work of theatre that at the time I felt had no punch… now realising its lingering effect, I know there wasn’t a slap in the face, but a cold knife

Sabela: What’s in a name?

Who are you? The automatic, instinctual reply is your name. How much of ‘us’ is within our name? How much history saturates your name, your surname? It identifies where you come from, which cultural heritage you ‘belong’ to. Radebe, Nyanga, Kobeli, McFarlane, Makhene… what do you see when reading these names? What about Ndlovu, Jantjies, Moonsamy,

Plastocracy: Where does it go?

I don’t particularly care for us Sapiens. I eagerly await the planet shaking our species off like a dog ridding itself of fleas. But it’s the fleas and the dogs I’d like to have a peaceful place to live until the galaxies collide and earth disappears. They don’t mess it up so why should they

Fire House: Hot topic, Hot stuff

With the recent ravaging fires along our western cape and southern coastlines fresh in mind, and the terrible Imizamo Yethu fires just a few months earlier, Fire House brings us a story about South Africa’s unsung heroes – our firefighters. Fire House is a crafty little piece of work – props are used for great

Nijinsky’s War: Inspired

Vaslav Nijinsky has inspired dancers and choreographers for a century. Nijinsky’s War is Ignatius van Heerden’s tribute to the iconic man and the impact he had on ballet and the dance world, as well as a personal refection on artistic greatness, self-doubt, and inspiration. In form, director Gopala Davies and choreographer-dancer van Heerden evoke the