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Hazard MMX

bren — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 07:47:12 +0000

On Saturday 17th July outbreaks of hazardous behaviour will once again be unleashed upon Manchester City Centre and live guerilla art returned to the streets for the third hit-and-run. Cheeky, thought-provoking and sometimes raunchy sprees of eccentricity, look for a flash of yellow and black which should just be enough to give the game away... appearing alongside my own Scratch 'n Sniff pop-up cinema will be Eggs Collective (The March of 100 Dorothys), Alex Bradley (All the demos I've ever been on), Astrid Breel (The Dating Game), Jordan McKenzie (Monsieur Finds Himself Up Queer Street), The Muffia (Ask the question), Clare Charnley (Splat), Hannah Wiles (Beeline), Larkin' About (Various) and many more. See you there. Now scatter! Full programme.

Eye Candy

bren — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 00:19:01 +0000

Hungry Hungry Eat Head from Bren O'Callaghan on Vimeo.

It's tough when you're in competition with 2098 shows in 265 venues in a city that for a month each year becomes home to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, the largest arts festival in the world. Tough, but not impossible. Thanks to Hudson-Powell, Joel Gethin Lewis and the leap of faith required by City of Edinburgh Council who were very polite about my asking if they wouldn't mind if we beheaded their citizens and placed them in a giant cartoon for the afternoon.

After this, our beta launch, we went on to delight the city of Liverpool during AND: Abandon Normal Devices Festival of New Cinema and Digital Culture. If you too can find a way to step into your daydreams and earn enough to get by, I definitely recommend it. Read more about Hungry Hungry Eat Head here.

Tales of Two Cities

bren — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 22:27:48 +0000

With an OCD fury not seen since the woman in the Shake 'n Vac advert ground her Valium and mixed it with a glug of Bacardi, I've been plugging the cracks in this site and pasting up former production duties with a vengeance. My personal favourites A Wall is a Screen now have a page to themselves, as do the rapidly expanding MegaPhone team - flying the flag for those of us who see no reason why computer games should progress beyond the Atari era. Once upon a festival, The Light Surgeons conjured up a storm in a Gothic salon and The Royal Opera House treat us to no fewer than twelve outdoor relays in the past five years.

Into The Woods

bren — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 17:23:53 +0000

You can never have enough magic capes, as I discovered earlier last year. Shamefully I have only just got around to documenting this particular project for the Big Screen Liverpool from Charlotte Gould in partnership with moves, although thanks are also due to my friend Mandy Tolley for creating the most intensely red cloak with the biggest button I have ever seen. Yes, even bigger than Kirsty Allsopp's secret cache.

Architectural Punch Bowl

bren — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 21:02:27 +0000

Having missed the opportunity to attend Alcoholic Architecture (a walk-in cocktail fog of vaporised gin and tonic), Futurist Aerobanquet and Hendrick’s Horseless Carriage of Curiosities, there was no way I could pass up the chance to sample the latest culinary creation of Bompas & Parr (co-conspirators in this year’s summer silliness). Courvoisier's Architectural Punch Bowl was billed as the world’s largest cocktail, inspired by grandiose gestures of old by eminent gentry who really knew how to throw an OTT knees-up.

The Decontamination Chamber

Tickets sold out fast, but at a reasonable £6.50 for a one-off experience with drinks thrown in proved exceptional value. After hopping on a train south (as ever, it was to be in London, hosted in the bowels of 33 Portland Place – a Victorian mansion favoured by the celebrity party set and location of Amy Winehouse’s music video for Rehab), I met up with my pal Suzy P, creator/editor of counter-culture magazine Nude and bible of all things offbeat.

Positive discrimination... dirty beards, dirty!

Staff were dressed in surgical whites and requested visitors to sign a medical disclaimer before entry was allowed. I was tickled by a very specific question about whether or not we had recently suffered a seeping ear infection, which led to unhelpful throughts about cheese-like crumbling or projectile squirting. Having ticked NO to all, we passed through to the scrubs room, there to be disinfected and dressed in disposable pinnies, hairnets and beard snoods for those who required them.

HRH Suzy, Queen Ribenaberry

A strong scent of booze wafted through the entire building, the source being the adjacent games room and our ultimate destination. Here a small crowd had gathered, similarly attired, around the star attraction: a giant pool accessed by steps glowing a deep, regal purple, containing an estimated 4,000 litres of adult pop - enough for 25,000 servings. Lit by sunk lamps and garnished with radio-controlled lily pads laden with plastic fruits, we were served a generous glass directly from the waters while I eagerly signed up for the lucky dip… the chance to take a punt across the surface.

: My life on the ocean wave

It wasn’t long before my name was called and I gingerly stepped up and onto a raft in the shape of a man-sized slice of orange. Long suppressed ambitions to appear on The Crystal Maze bubbled to the surface as I propelled myself across the waters using a system of ropes installed at head-height, with no purpose other than sheer bloody wonderment at straddling a giant plastic citrus fruit.

Tea break at the Mr Kipling factory

All profits from the 3-day installation are to be donated to Article 25, a UK registered charity that designs, builds and manages projects to provide better shelter wherever there is disaster, poverty or need.

Magical, inspirational and completely unforgettable.

In my dark cupboard

bren — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 22:41:47 +0000

Shhh! Are you coming? Just a few places left for an invite-only film screening of a 1981 classic starring John Gordon Sinclair, Clare Grogan (of Altered Images, above) and Dee Hepburn, although the true star of the title that I'm being deliberately vague about is Allison Forster, as the lead's little sister, steeped in a Yoda-like wisdom beyond her years. Here's a clue. Friday 11th December, An Outlet, Manchester.

Playful

bren — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 12:54:55 +0000

A stimulating day of discussion at Playful 09 provided a buffet of brain-food related to the title topic with plenty to tuck in to. I was captivated by Robin Burkinshaw's experiment introducing a homeless family to The Sims 3 with the sparse yet addictive tale of Alice and Kev. But it seemed unnecessary that Matt Locke interviewing Robin should give away the ultimate spoiler by revealing the ending! I've since read through from the beginning and wish that I'd been able to complete the journey for myself.

It's one of the best stories I've read in months, a triumph in micro-narrative featuring some truly beautiful game photography that in a single frame trounces any amount of machinima I've seen to date. Other highlights were Russell Davies on the urge to pretend and build bubble worlds plus James Bridle's admirably pointless construction of a lo-fi computer with the sole purpose of calculating all possible outcomes in Noughts & Crosses using matchboxes and dried beans.

Partner in public interference Chris O'Shea did a fine job of presenting Hand From Above which continues to gather momentum... 228,000 views on Vimeo and rising!

Chess pieces of the Gods

bren — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:53:35 +0000

Hand from Above from Chris O'Shea on Vimeo.

Tickled pink

bren — Sun, 27 Sep 2009 18:03:10 +0000

And so the curtain falls after five days, 15 x 1 hour slots and - as an approximate guess - some 5,000 open-jawed observers for Chris O'Shea's public space sensation. Inspired by Land of the Giants, a massive hand chased and tickled shoppers who jostled and whooped to attract the attention of the unknown (actually automated) operator. As one delighted lady of advanced years remarked, "I haven't had a man's hand all over me like that in years!"

It was especially gratifying that it should reach so many people who would never otherwise be aware of the AND Festival of which this was part, especially the elderly, families, children and those of foreign origin who were able to engage without any language barriers; humour being universal.

Saturday saw a six-hour stretch and double bill with the second appearance of Hungry Hungry Eat Head following this Summer's debut at the Big Screen Edinburgh. Creators Joel Gethin-Lewis and Jody Hudson-Powell had added some new animated elements, resulting in pulsing alien brains, panting tongues and blinking eyes to enhance the experience. Everyone loved clutching and waving the cardboard markers, freed from the snobbish associations of pocket hardware and somehow more magical for it. "How do you do it?" was the often repeated question, and being present in the space we were able to explain the method for different levels of comprehension.

It's great to be able to lift the lid to those of all ages on what can seem out utterly baffling, especially via face-to-face so it remains conversational in tone. It's this aspect in a sense that offers true interactivity, while repeat insistence even when told otherwise that the hand is controlled by a living, breathing person (with some playfully accusing total strangers - "Is it you? Have you got the remote in your pocket?"), offers a fascinating insight to human psychology in attributing human characteristics... in this case, of a benign bum-tickling reincarnation of Benny Hill!

Weapon of Mass Hypnosis

bren — Sun, 23 Aug 2009 16:12:43 +0000

Hungry Hungry Eat Head

Despite standing beneath God's own shower nozzle for two days straight, the skies cleared and the sun appeared for a perfect three-hour stretch to allow us a (mostly) dry premiere of Hungry Hungry Eat Head at the Edinburgh screen. Despite competing with 1,200 other events in the biggest cultural festival on Earth, we attracted some 500 participants from passing footfall alone. As only four persons could take part at any time due to a compromise between marker size and camera position, which dictated how many we could fit in the screen frame at any one time, we hit an average of 40 'players' every 15 minutes.

Hungry Hungry Eat Head

I say players, but one unexpected effect of the mesmerising soundtrack from Sound & Sons was that many just stood hypnotized, transported to a beatific state of retro TV bliss, rocking on the spot - staring - pacified and oddly becalmed by the sight of furry cuboid with fangs in place of their own fair mug. This was a beta version pending further development prior to the next appearance as part of the AND Festival at the Big Screen Liverpool on Saturday 26th September, which will be fully pimped out with further enhancements (responsive animated features overlaid upon the public video feed). Not one person queried the purpose of what we doing. If they had, I would have asked them: when was the last time you just played for play sake?

Joel Gethin Lewis and Jody Hudson-Powell

Once again, as I witnessed during the delivery of Glastonbury Village Screen, the self-imposed barrier between adults stepping into the same lungspace as children reared it's boggle eyed, Daily Mail-mache head. At one point, a group of a dozen young adults took turns stepping up one at a time as there were children upfront, until one of those present said "For Chrissakes, they're only kids, they're not gonna bite!" So effective is the exclusion zone around a child-not-your-own, that a sign reading Beware of Unaccompanied Minor would be more effective on a garden gate than the traditional canine threat.

Favourite moment - the American lady who ran down from the penthouse suite of the adjacent Sheraton Hotel with her daughter to join in after spotting us through the window, then asked if we were bringing it to New York. If you have the sofa ma'm, we have the passports! Again, credit due to Joel and Jody (and the absent Luke). You bring shame upon we mortals.