So, we decided today to think up 9 questions to ask each other about work…in the past, the present and the future. We then took it in turns to answer a question, filming the response….here are the questions. The answers may or may not follow at some later date. Two of the answers…with added machine…

We arrive to start week 2 confronted by a configuration of chairs that suggests business…so we’ll go with it…for now!

After a very interesting and inspiring conversation with Sarah Leigh, Senior producer down here at Wales Millenium Centre, about possible future options for development and presentation of the outcomes of this initial period of R&D, which the WMC have generously supported through use of space and facilities, we are excited about starting the second week…

I’ve never been a big fan of using the telephone and will do most things to avoid using it, walk a couple of miles on the off-chance someone might be in. I’m worse still at answering it, though the advent of the caller i.d. – or lack of i.d. – does help somewhat. Especially after…

    Good Cop Bad Cop  continue to defy visibility by positioning themselves around the darker, and sometimes barely existent ,corners of performative thought. Once more on entering the studio space one is struck by the liminal territories the two figures inhabit. Rowley – a static meditative figure whose app based introspection magnetises the space…

As mentioned earlier we’ve come across a fideo which is providing more questions than answers, its existence shows there is more stuff that needs tracking down, and hopefully sharing, although i’m not sure we are going to find it before this period of R & D comes to an end. Its quite difficult to watch,…

We’ve stumbled upon a very strange fideo, one that was made for, but i don’t think was used in, the gcbc performance 18:40 20:40 10th Anniversary Remics. It is a rather clumsy edit of, an original edit of colour film and black and white surveillance film from the original 1993 performance, together with other original…

On entering the room we witness the exorbitant energy of the (en)actors (en)acting their freeze framed  mission to mine the present and quarry the past. A body based articulation of misremembered moments and deranged dance steps. A catastrophic catalogue of invention turned disappearance act. A wayward waltz of aspirational immortality. As the (en)actors reconstruct a…