THERE’S NO POINT CRYING
OVER SPILT MILK
Juxtaposing unbridled childish glee with adulthood’s harsh realities, this bold work is a dynamic investigation by Aby Watson with Alexander Horowitz into the ephemeral nature of life, growing up, and the bittersweet fallibility of memory.
In this funny, yet tender, performance, the duo takes movement practice and musical tradition back to basics - eagerly attempting to re-embody the past - as they question whether we are ever really ready to let go.
PRESS
"Bit by bit – sometimes with an all-out daft energy, sometimes with an almost meditative tranquillity – this performance gathers an intensity that is touchingly elegiac... These sequences are so accomplished, so entertaining, that it comes as quite a jolt when... the little tune becomes an echo of a vanished childhood, the gradual absence of words and action no longer playful but akin to a loss of anchoring memories...The layers of music, movement, humour and insight are woven together even more effectively than when the piece had a try-out at the Arches last year"
**** The Herald
“Watson builds an entire life, from childhood innocence to adult loss... It’s funny, poignant and smart, with Watson a mesmeric stage presence.”
Milngavie and Bearsden Herald
Creative team
CONCEPT, PERFORMANCE // Aby Watson
PERFORMANCE, MUSIC COMPOSITION // Alexander Horowitz
PRODUCTION // Michael John O’Neill and FERAL
DIRECTION // Emma Nutland and Peter Lannon
PHOTOGRAPHY // Julia Bauer