Its week one at the Pervasive Media Studio where we are burrowing away in a batcave of sorts to bash out the Door into the Dark storyworld.
The question is really. How does it all begin and why would you even be here?
It’s your lunch break you are walking across the plaza and instead of the usual Costa outfit you note a new awkwardly pitched together wooden structure around 4 meters by 2, clearly a rushed job with a window at the centre and some activity within. Upon approach you notice the Lost and Found Office sign swinging off the gate.
You have an hour to kill. You take your chances and head in.
Inside is an intricate museum of possessions, you assume have been misplaced by their owners at some point or other.
There is someone here also however behind the towers of keys without keyrings, and lost cat paperwork.
They appear to be busy filing a very large piles of odd socks…
When does an event truly chime with the way in which you stumble across it. And the key word here has to be stumble because otherwise aren’t you a well informed art goer who has purchased in advance.
I think I am an unequivocal fan of the theatre of surprise. An accidental adventure. The question is, is this a completely naive and brainless idea. Since when were you in the middle of your day really ‘emotionally open‘ enough to go on an adventure. And how much more effort will it take to try to drag someone out of work emails into a playful space. Like me right now I am doing this why would I ever let myself be interrupted? And I will try to avoid totalitarian art dogma here and not say something like ‘But thats when people need art the
I do know that when Germination made the spontaneous musical version of Oliver Twists ‘Who will buy’ take place on the streets of Notting Hill it made everyone smile – in a very good flash mob kind of way.