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For the second week of the Tunnels exhibition there is a new theme, so here is my new corresponding blog post! I will be performing on Friday night as a part of this exhibition.   ARTIST STATEMENT: ANYA ANASTASIA Week Two Theme: Beneath/Roots   My song-writing has always been about what lies beneath the surface, [...]

I am performing/ planning to be an art installation as a part of a new and exciting project called “The Tunnels”, which is an exhibition located in the tunnels that are underneath Adelaide in the CBD. I was asked to write a statement about the performance work I will be doing on opening night, here [...]

Sometime in the later half of the year, I made the decision that I would set to work creating a festival that had been brewing in my mind for a while; a festival of art, music and cabaret in the Adelaide Hills. I wanted to bring together visual artists, local organic and biodynamic producers, food [...]

There is an animal that lives in a barn The barn is empty except in the middle There is a creature, curled up and snoring It is so loud his snoring! Like the whole barn is snoring!   He looks like a huge dog, with a very long nose And extremely long legs, and furry [...]

Amidst the colour and flamboyant chaos of the Gracia Festival in Barcelona, a somewhat overwhelmed blue-haired imaginary friend makes her way through the crowd. This character, Lonely Fiction (the much loved protagonist of “The Upside-Down Girl”), is engulfed by a heaving crowd, as she weaves through a wonderland, the whole time closely followed by a [...]

When I heard that cry, suddenly I couldn’t place myself in time or space. My foot skipped a beat and my heart tripped over. My heart tumbled twice and came back with avengence: thrashing like a dinosaur in a cot but with the sound on mute. My whole body had the mute button on. I [...]

Here’s the story of the bikes of Berlin: You buy a bike, it gets stolen, someone else buys a bike, it was stolen from you and you probably bought it from someone who stole it from someone else who got it from a flea market from someone who stole it and that whole cycle (excuse [...]

The Prague Fringe has finished. Perhaps you met Lonely Fiction: “The Upside-Down Girl” in Adelaide? If you could see her now! – You would be so proud of her. She has absolutely flourished at the Prague Fringe. And to be honest, when I packed her away into her suitcase this time around, I had a [...]

Mánicka (Ma-nitch-ka)   “When I was young, I used to have an imaginary friend. I’d forgotten about her until just now. Her name was Mánicka. In Czech this means something like “Little Mary”. Everywhere I went, Mánicka came with me. My Dad just reminded me that when we would cross a busy street, he would [...]

On a cobbled street in Budapest the three of us stand looking up at the tall gate that will let us into our apartment block. Fourteen locks and bolts later, we pull the curtains open to let sunlight stream into this previously hibernating flat, and the windows- now unlatched open, breathe  puffs of dust into [...]