Games and Gnit

Colour to Colour Theatre Company reflect on their Remix Residency at Talking Birds

The plan: Start the R&D phase of creating a show that can be toured. Play with all the resources that The Nest have provided us, and look for texts to adapt and work from. By the end of the residency we plan to have a few scenes ready to perform. We also plan to be ready to provide workshops for students at Coventry University. 

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HELLOLAND

Kim Hackleman reflects on her Nest Residency

Language is a life raft.
Amanda Gorman

The Nest is a home base and shared workspace for Talking Birds, a company of artists based in Coventry, England, known for their “gently provocative projects which explore, and seek to illuminate, the profound and complex relationships between people and place”(1). This week I completed a two-week, funded residency inside The Nest, in the wonderful studio called ‘Helloland’.

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Conditions of Creation

In June and September of 2022, B.O.O.K took part in a two-week residency at Talking Birds focusing on access riders.

B.O.O.K (Building Our Own Knowledge) is a working group of Black artists, curators, and researchers based in the West Midlands which re-distributes resources via artist residencies, commissions, and projects – with an emphasis on building sustainable ways of working/living and nurturing the development of ‘slow art’ practices.

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Satis House

Corinne and Daisy reflect on their Remote Nest Residency.

I’m Corinne, a disabled self-portrait artist. This year marks my fifth year of spending almost every day confined to the same 2 by 1.5 metre space, my bed. During my residency my only childhood and imaginary friend Daisy helped me transform a vintage dolls house into our childhood home. I’m Neurodivergent and was never encouraged to read as a child, but at the age of 15 read my first book Charles Dickens’ ‘Great Expectations’. It was a struggle and both my family and teachers discouraged me.

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The Shadow Factory

Rob Coletta and Craig McKay reflect on their Nest Residency

We are The Killer Show and we have been for some time. A surreal comedy sketch show that formed long ago in the hallowed age of 2007. We began working together while studying at Coventry University before going on to perform various shows at a variety of venues and events. The shows produced were often a mixture between live sketches and filmed material that would often collide with absurd consequences. Our material is often concerned with universal truths with existential stakes. With a large back catalog of shows including Picasso Did It, Mummy, Can you hear a Bin? and Diseased Rainbows we were riding high.

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Exploring theatre with people who have qualms about theatre

Andrea Mbarushimana reflects on her Nest residency

I’m a writer and artist. I have mostly written poetry and my third pamphlet was published last year by Knives Forks and Spoons Press. I was also a core poet for the BBC Contains Strong Language Festival last year. This year, to capitalize on that success, I quit my day job to become a full-time freelance writer. Over the course of this year, my overwhelming desire is to focus on fun, risk and exploration in my work, in order to revive my poetry practice and write a novel.

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A Dreamy Place of Magic and Space

Steph Gray reflects on her Nest Residency

When I think about the trail of events that led to this amazing opportunity at the Nest, I feel so grateful, and awed by the way the Universe works. After being one of many who lost nearly 2 years’ worth of self-employed work during the pandemic, I was steadily pulling myself out of the flunk, and the wheels were in motion again, though any creative spark or motivation had withered, as it tends to when you’re in survival mode. I’d pretty much abandoned all hopes or aspirations of pursuing my screenwriting. After everything that had happened, it seemed like a Peter Pan-ish dream, and any time I’d try to sit down and work on a project, I felt pangs of anxiety and disheartenment, and hear the voice inside telling me I, ‘ought to be doing something else, something useful, making money!’.

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