Together, we make something stronger than ourselves. Duck beneath, dance above; we twist red, white and blue into a line of rope you might swing from. Maypole music. Sliced sunshine. We are dressed for the occasion: bowties and strapless dresses, polished leather shoes.
Every movement matters. There’s no space here for frivolity, though it’s all about the fun – the breeze on your face, the smile on your lips, the music.
Human bobbins. We weave. Dance weft through warp. Loop coloured string around waiting pillars. We give a space back to itself; we remind you that it used to exist. Webs across bricks across long forgotten water. Duck dive. Dream.
Inspired by Shane Walter’s Hanging Garlands of Tibby Place, garden party event on Thursday 15th July