A fold is a shape for secrets. A note passed silently under the table. Together, folds become hypnotic, the note once read, bedsheets once slept in, chocolate once eaten, memories once dreamed, where does it all go?
Drama School, like Ward intended, is at times stifling in its interrogation of ambition and anxiety. However, there is a genuine fondness for these flawed, vulnerable characters that the play cultivates, which I couldn’t shake, and didn’t want to.
We have an art history on campus in Parkville. Of course we do; one facet of it lies in the George Paton Gallery, where the “Documenting Space” exhibition currently sits. Curated by Gabrielle Bergman and with work by Anna Steele, Jack Murray and Ellyn Faye, read Beatrix Brenneman’s review, who explores its nuances.
Gavin Roach’s one-man show, Run, is an endearing, unique and impressive piece of theatre that bravely lays itself out completely bare to its audience. It can’t hide, and it doesn’t try to.
The curtain of Willy Hudson’s Bottom rises and falls with Beyoncé. As theatregoers take their seats, “Love on Top” plays on a loop, affirming protagonist Willy’s devotion to his pop idol— as if the monstrous cut-out mood-boards weren’t enough.
Written by Michael Ross and directed by Gavin Roach, the Australian premiere of The Shy Manifesto masterfully manipulates complex themes surrounding identity, coming of age, and coming out, in a perfect little gem of a production.
The Multivocal exhibition “celebrates the creation, performance and experience of music at the University of Melbourne, past and present.”
Compose Queer was a space where I felt welcome and at peace, both as a classical singer and as a queer person.
Self-described as “the perfect how-to guide. Or rather, the ultimate how-not-to guide” of being in your 20s, Ethan and Sweeney happily invite the crowd to bear witness to their stumbles through adulthood.
Dance-party aficionados The Cat Empire brought a musically-ferocious, family-friendly fiesta to Melbourne Zoo’s Twilights event this summer. I went along to check out the cats playing at the zoo, in awe at their ability to connect us all in a serotonin-explosion of human celebration.
Want to impress that cute alternative boy/girl in your African-Drumming breadth class? Take them on an indie film-esque date to Brunswick, the hipster suburb of your dreams.