Company: Temporary Commons

The gods left this place some time ago, weary of our fractious fighting. All we have now is trade and agriculture. Food, a precious commodity. We turn to it’s elusive magic for guidance.

In these troubling and uncertain times let’s turn to food and its elusive magic for succour and guidance. Dutifully protected by Guardians, experience the opening of a temple’s cordon in which they protect the last, prized agricultural relic from happier times. A highly visual short form, interactive installation and performance, revealing one of this island’s possible near futures – a post Brexit, post a-crop-alypse. Come! Cleanse your soles and pay your respects!