- Produced by Siobhan Davies Studios
- Price Day pass £15 / Weekend pass £25 Concessions: Day pass £12 / Weekend pass £20 Booking via info@siobhandavies.com
- Get ready for an examination of anatomy through dance and performance
- Bring along fans of Kate Tempest, Fred Herko, Samuel Beckett and Steve Paxton - they are at the core of some of the subject matter.
- See you at Siobhan Davies Studios
Siobhan Davies Dance and Independent Dance jointly present the 6th edition of the WHAT festival series.
What remains…celebrates the way in which the practice of others stimulates, refracts and transforms our own ideas, attitudes and processes. Inspired by French forensic scientist Edmond Locard’s basic principle that “every contact leaves a trace”, each of the featured works examines the anatomy of an artist – their methods, inspirations, influences, biography, or their actual physicality. Among the chosen subjects are Kate Tempest, Fred Herko, Samuel Beckett and Steve Paxton.
Contributing artists were selected following an open call for ideas in autumn 2015. Over the course of the festival weekend, each of the artists will offer their investigation of their chosen subject, through performances, installations, interventions, a workshop and a film screening.
The 2016 festival commissions are:
- We shall see the sky by Julie Cunningham
- Song by Rajni Shah co-created with and performed by Natacha Bryan, Collin Clay-Chase, Emma Frankland, Kazuko Hohki and Sheila Ghelani
- Nor I by My Johansson
- Being Mr X by Michaela Ross and Olga Masleinnikova, co-created with Mr X and Josip Lizatovic
- My name is Janez Janša presented by Matthias Sperling
- surface/sphere by Katrina Brown and Rosanna Irvine
- Possibilities for a Pleasant Outing by Jamie Atherton
- M-em by Air Field (Ian Spink, Bill Thompson and Alan Paterson)
- Our White Friend by Colin, Simon & I
- The Telling by Carolyn Roy
‘Wherever he steps, whatever he touches, whatever he leaves, even unconsciously, will serve as a silent witness against him. Not only his fingerprints or his footprints, but his hair, the fibres from his clothes, the glass he breaks, the tool mark he leaves, the paint he scratches, the blood or semen he deposits or collects. All of these and more bear mute witness against him. This is evidence that does not forget. It is not confused by the excitement of the moment. It is not absent because human witnesses are. It is factual evidence. Physical evidence cannot be wrong, it cannot perjure itself, it cannot be wholly absent. Only human failure to find it, study and understand it, can diminish its value.’ Edmond Locard’s basic principle of forensics
