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This satire takes a step closer to horror, too uncomfortable to unwind in front of at 10pm.
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The dancers play the bass notes abstractly in the air: the invisible substance becomes thick with gesture.
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We all grasped that we too could find these pitches within our chests, from our own lungs, through our very own breath.
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I read the piece as an elegy to lives lived beyond this space, lives without celebration or witness.
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Pig Iron’s epic, symphonic theater searches for meaning in extinction.
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Dancer and fabric artist Sarah Carr offers an interpretation of iconography found in Minoan archeological artifacts.
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Waves of rolling sonic oceans and oversized videos paint an internal world of experience.
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A space writer, Mullins creates beautiful, ephemeral calligraphy.
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When do we ever encounter utter darkness? Hello, blackout.
