I Hide in Bathrooms
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Absurd and darkly funny, I Hide in Bathrooms is a revealing meditation on mortality and romance from performance artist Astrid Pill.
I Hide in Bathrooms premiered at Vitalstatistix for Adelaide Festival 2024 from the 5th to the 16th March 2024.
Bringing long-term collaborators (and members of acclaimed 2000s feminist theatre collective Ladykillers) back together for the first time in over a decade, I Hide in Bathrooms is a surprising meditation on love, grief, death, and yearning.
Performance artist Astrid Pill draws from semi-autobiography in this absurd and darkly funny show, about the experience of losing an intimate partner, or falling for one who has, or perhaps being the one who is dying. In this solo performance, these points of view shift and morph, as a woman traverses her romantic delusions, sense of mortality, and her capacity for acceptance and hope.
Crafted by artists gifted in making experimental performance experiences that tap into subversive melancholy and the fusing of fiction and real-life stories, this is a show full of mood and imagination. At times instructional, at times a dream-like world, it is hilarious and deeply moving - tackling the taboo and the universal of relationships with lovers, dead and alive.
I Hide in Bathrooms premieres with Adelaide Festival 2024 and Vitalstatistix, where the artists first worked together, for Vitals’ fortieth year.
The development of I Hide in Bathrooms has been supported by Arts South Australia, Brink Productions and Vitalstatistix.
Its premiere season is presented by Vitalstatistix and Adelaide Festival and produced by Insite Arts.
Images: Sam Oster
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“Astrid Pill [is] an astounding contemporary performer... I was spellbound.”
“Pill’s exquisite stage presence and ethereal, nuanced, multidisciplinary performance is something to behold. The complexity and gravity, the pathos and whimsy remain with you long after the final bow.”
“Pill conjures up the complexity and confusion of grief and loss – of what it’s like to lose your other half, of the messiness that is left behind when someone who should be there no longer is, and of what we owe to dead and to one another. And, somehow, it’s both funny and cutting.”
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