Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That's where the important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go...

For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that colour of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The colour of that distance is the colour of an emotion, the colour of solitude and of desire, the colour of there seen from here, the colour of where you are not. And the colour of where you can never go. For the blue is not in the place those miles away at the horizon, but in the atmospheric distance between you and the mountains..Blue is the colour of longing for the distances you never arrive in, for the blue world…Rebecca Solnit

Time moves to its own score.."blue of my heart, blue of my dreams.." Derek Jarman

I have been to hell and back and let me tell you it was wonderful. Louise Bourgeois

You can ask me anything. There will be no moderator. This will be between you and me. Let's see what happens. Much love, Nick.  Nick Cave

The Conversation is an exploration of memories and the stories we tell and retell ourselves. Notes to longing, loss, hope and redemption, a bundle of love letters, an unfinished scrabble game, a jigsaw to the places and people we hold close. How do we share with each other our deepest longings and secrets, our most painful sufferings?

inspired by texts including Derek Jarman's final film feature Blue, writer Rebecca Solnit' s collection of essays A Field Guide to Getting Lost, and personal blogs such as Nick Cave’s The Red Hand Files, this work is a lovable lament on the inevitability of beginnings and endings, and the world that will continue without you. How we are possessed by people and places, how we search for answers to difficult questions, "addressing ecological, spiritual and existential crises, what we are at risk of forgetting and what we must fight to remember."

A deeply honest hello and goodbye; poignant, playful, poetic, spontaneous, and occasionally philosophical.

I travel alone

Blue Water’s my daughter

And I’m gonna skippin’ like a stone. (Shiver Me Timbers, Tom Waits)

The Conversation stems from years of conversation and collaboration, a performance duet created by two people (who know each other well) in real time through an interplay of words, movement, image, and sound. A love of reading and words, writing and dancing, this is an intimate shared offering, inviting conversation and connection, an offer of hope in the darkness.

The form is unpredictable, an interplay of simultaneous moments where no one performance will be the same. Whether in a library, gallery, or a room in a house, a stripped back aesthetic evokes the simple beauty of intimate gestures, layering words and imagery, interwoven with fragments of sound and music. Real time interaction between the performers creates a score that is moving, uplifting, playful and life affirming, as the viewer is invited to become present into the 'now' of their own dreaming and projections.

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