Archive for April, 2012

Henry Rollins: The Long March | 2012 Sydney Comedy Festival & Seymour Centre


“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.”

Henry Rollins travels the world insatiably inhaling information. Previously he has admitted to having a touring pattern of inhalation (swallowing information) then exhalation (spewing out ideas to an audience on tour.) He is an intrepid traveler, a work slut (not a workaholic – the distinction is he’s at the mercy of his curiosity and freelancing lifestyle), and an activist. Read more

We’re Going on a Bear Hunt | Ensemble Theatre


One of most pleasurable things you can witness is someone doing something well. And for me that can be anything from watching my favourite barista at Pausa cafe wiggle the milk into a fern frond, those hard rock- candy guys in the rocks snip and twist hot sugar, or a skilled performer do what they do – entertain. Read more

The Great Lie of the Western World | Cathode Ray at The Tap Gallery


“Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains. One man thinks himself the master of others, but remains more of a slave than they are.” – Jean-Jacques Rousseau

The Social Contract by Rousseau is probably one of my favourite philosophical works. Read more

Lord of the Flies | New Theatre


Anthony Skuse’s program notes warn us of the loss of innocence. What, when, how do we realise our power and influence in shaping the world? What happens when the falcon cannot hear the falconer? What anchors us when all our leaders are lost? What are we in essense, how long does it take for us to lose all that we know and have developed?

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity. Read more

Griffringe: Boys’ Night by Luke Carson


Today Griffin Theatre Company is once again openning its doors to the independent and emerging theatre artists of Sydney. More than ever there seems to bea tightening of circles in Sydney – more than a few times in the last week I have been told by actors that there is a feeling of hopelessness in the air about local artists having access to space and companies, with so many companies choosing Melbourne-based artists (and shows) to work in Sydney theatres. Perhaps the grass is greener on the otherside of the fence, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t water your own back yard. Read more

AWESOME DEAL: The Arts Platform Space for Skills Program

Arts Platform: Space for Skills

“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
– Margaret Mead

Oh how I love new ventures! I adore starting something new and fresh… do you? Well! Here’s your chance. Read more

Breaker Morant | The Troupe Theatre at the Reginald Theatre, Seymour Centre


I love war stories. I love ANZAC Day. Not for the glorification of war, not because of patriotic altruism. I think war is one of the great examples of tragedy. There are always more losses than gains in war – and it’s psychological effect on people lasts long after the battles. Read more

The Story of Mary MacLane by Herself | Ride On & Griffin


Ladies and Gentlemen! I assume you have heard of Emily Bronte? Mary Wollstonecraft? Of Germaine Greer? Or Naomi Wolf? Of Madonna? Of course you do! But, understand, there is a name missing amongst these figures which I will present to you. Another name must appear in this string of provocateurs – Mary MacLane! Oh yes! (..and let’s not forget, Bojana Novakovic – writer, actor and existentialist, po-mo self-referential writer and theatrical deconstructionist.) Mary MacLane! Mary MacLane? Who? Read more

Working in theatre: Sometimes it sucks


I’ve been knee-deep in applications: grants, residencies, fellowships. It takes up a lot of time. It is around this time when I start to become extremely disappointed that I didn’t choose medicine or being a librarian or a florist. But I work in the theatre. Read more

Lyrebird | Focal Theatre & Tamarama Rock Surfers


We can’t help but be affected by our environment. Read more

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Augusta Supple

Sydney-based theatre director, producer and writer. This site is about my long, deep, bright-eyed, ever-hopeful, sometimes difficult, always invigorating, rambunctious, rebellious, dynamic and very personal relationship with Australian Arts and Culture... I reflect on shows, talks, essays, writing, artists that inspire me to say something, and you'll find out what I'm working on, who I'm working with and what inspires me.