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There
are so many rooms in this work; rooms of earth, water, milk and
salt. From the moment we enter from backstage we are stepping into rooms, witnessing an evocation of emotion through these elements. Julia Postle - Real Time |
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intimate
drowning ice | salt | tears | performance + installation work |
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This
work is about death. Grief
The doors open: we walk through a gauze curtain and discover a dark
space with a square of light in the middle of the room. As we walk
closer to the light, we see a girl writing in charcoal on the floor
around a square box filled with milk. She is writing the same thing
over and over. The more she writes the more desperate she becomes:
I am listening
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performance team performers photography premiered in 2003 and toured to
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supported by Arts ACT, ANU Arts Centre and Brisbane Powerhouse
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