A Review of Romeo & Julien

Romeo and Julien 1pm, Sunday 16th October 2016 Seven Arts, Chapel Allerton My other half, Ben, has had limited exposure to the words of Shakespeare and the medium of contemporary dance. Although, this lack of exposure is not through his distaste of both forms I have taken it upon myself, as a lover of both, [...]

Who am I?

a young white girl, who has seen little and knows little old, naive conflicted, swirling I feel young, because at the age of twenty-one I should surely feel young. If fate decides to deal me a bountiful hand I should expect to see many long years stretching out before me. I am still studying, learning, [...]

So this is it!

I can't quite believe this is happening. My room is packed up into about a thousand bags and boxes (who knew that I had that much stuff), I've said goodbye to my housemates of three years and finally hoovered under my bed. It's farewell to 136A Chapeltown Road and hello to Denmark, oh and Headingley [...]

My Second Monday as a Graduate

A lot of things have happened recently. Some massive milestones, and some more mundane things which have turned out to be quite exciting. Here's a little timeline of events: -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twelve days ago, I performed Joss Arnott's piece Catalyst for the first time. Eleven days ago, I booked my flight to Denmark ready to start [...]

Graduation: Working with Joss Arnott by Charlotte Arnold

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Working with Joss Arnott has not been easy. Firstly, because every morning I have to catapult myself out of bed, because my hamstrings feel like iron rods. Secondly, because all I can think about is counts every single minute of the day. I have 6’s and 8’s and 3’s coming out of my ears and rattling around in my skull. But finally and probably most importantly it’s been difficult because I feel super emotional about this being the last time I will dance with this lovely group of people, who have been constantly around me for the last three years. We have sweated together, bled together and cried together and I mean all of these literally- there are no boundaries within our year group- we’ve seen it all.

Apart from these three things, this rehearsal period has been a dream. Everyday after I’ve succeeded in catapulting myself out of bed…

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