Rick Wardenier
We all die… Every. Single. One of us
We all die… Every. Single. One of us
A multisensory performance about me and my struggle with expected behaviours
She vomits sounds out of her body, ha ha
It is there and it keeps on emerging every single day.
Confined within an imposed mold — moving between control and collapse, tension and release
What happens to a little girl if sexual violence is all she knows?
Two Performers Explore Queer Fluidity, Pleasure, and Becoming Through Story, Sound, and Movement
Dance meets porn: a love letter where the anus gets the final word!
We are attending a therapy session , of a dinosaur and her therapist , THE VOLCANO