Author: Alan Fielden
Murmur Launch – Manchester
Sofia at the Ivy House
The Murmur anthology I’ve got some short plays in is launching and there’s talk of a radio slot on NTS, so Rory came down to London with Iwan and we went to the pub with printouts. Here’s Rory introducing, and then Iwan and a stranger reading 44. Sofia. If you’re out there stranger-from-the-Ivy-House, let us […]
Let us start with beauty
Had an idea in the back of my head for a while about a new form. A kind of phasing / converging poem duet. Jemima Yong and I performed a first run at the wonderful Something Other event on the 13th June, Live Art Development Agency. They’ve published the text on their website here as […]
ROOM at Yale NUS, Singapore
An update on ROOM developments from Kei Franklin: “We were recently approached to run a series of ROOMs for Matthew Schneider-Mayerson’s Ecotopian Visions class at Yale-NUS College in Singapore. The class emphasizes the importance of imagining desirable futures as a crucial step towards realising them. That is where ROOM comes in. Through ROOM, we will […]
Murmur, Common Bar, Manchester
Immense pleasure to perform Midpoint at Murmur, they had a ladder and everything. Good lol’s dashing round shopping centre with Rory and Aurelia looking for big bangers.
Marathon at the Barbican
Marathon by Alan Fielden and JAMS is now running at the Barbican Pit Theatre from 20-29th September. ‘This is theatre for a generation engulfed by the fog of information in the digital age, where the storytelling is disrupted, never fully taking shape, as our narrators try to recall an event.’ Book here. Long-read Barbican interview with […]
1 year anniversary
The last time I saw my grandmother we were leaving her room at the care home. She was physically diminished but her mind was almost entirely there. I had turned to slow the closing of the glass panelled door behind me, I didn’t want it to slam shut. She was looking at me. The sun was […]
Theatre/Glitch
Diana Damian Martin wrote about our R&D sharing at the Barbican back in November and it’s a wonderful document. It’s called Theatre/Glitch at it’s here.
Sharing 30th Dec
A melange of words I read for the 30th December sharing at Jem’s house. I was pretty near emotional ground zero. —– -He woke up in the dead of night with her beside, warm and asleep, and close eyed could not stop from thought, thinking this or that, about what would happen and from what pasts […]