Brother and sister, have been making things together since 1996. Based in Cornwall, they work all over the world making theatre, creating artworks (mainly out of mud, plants, steel and mosaic) and setting fire to things.

THE STORIES – a Garden, a Bicycle, the Fish Market, Granny Arioti, Surf and Wedding Cake

Posted by on March 21, 2019 in Sura Medura

Granny Arioti Arioti is 73, has five children and thirteen grandchildren. Her husband died in a bike accident. When the first tsunami wave came she ran, there was no husband to save her. She lives alone in Peraliya and is very happy. She adores her family, who all want her to move in with them, […]

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THE STORIES – A Wedding, a Fridge, a Sandcastle and a Little Finger

Posted by on March 18, 2019 in Sura Medura

Eight stories are now painted on one side of the catamaran, and eight more half-finished on the other, each one nestled between mangroves. Here are a few of them… The Big Wedding Aruni fell in love when she was sixteen. Both sets of parents disapproved, especially the boy’s family. She dreamed of a wonderful wedding, […]

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DRAWING AGAIN

Posted by on March 9, 2019 in Sura Medura

When I came to Sri Lanka I thought I would be scanning a new horizon, that my focus would be new materials, new processes, fresh thinking. Inevitably perhaps, Bill has come with me on this journey (and he’s very welcome here). Most surprising for me is that I have returned to my very first mark-making. […]

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SEVEN THINGS I WANTED TO TELL BILL…

Posted by on February 26, 2019 in Sura Medura

There would almost always be a time when we shared how our day had been, no matter where in the world he and I were, or how far apart. What did you see that gave you wonder? Did you hear something that made you sad? Someone who made you angry? Did you find beauty? I’m […]

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DECEMBER 26TH 2004

Posted by on February 14, 2019 in Sura Medura

There were two waves. The first hit the coast at Hikkaduwa without warning, stopping the train, washing away shelters and boats. And then the sea vanished towards the horizon, leaving fish flapping on the never-before-revealed sand. People, children, rushed out onto the expanse in wonder, collecting the fish. There are many deeply upsetting images in […]

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