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Blinkende Binken

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] Blinkende Binken* is the result of a ten-week long cooperation between four youngsters and as many adult artists. They worked in pairs to find common...

Silence across generations

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_separator type="transparent" thickness="1" up="10" down="0"][vc_column_text]What happens when strangers meet in the theatre? How do encounters on a stage take shape, and how do they shape the participants?   And what connections are created when these performers share a...

The Second World

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Marieke Marieke

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] Over a century ago, the Netherlands were flooded by refugees. Belgian refugees, driven from their homes by the Great War. The Dutch women competed amongst...

Restoring the earth

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text]November 2012. I'm in an apartment on the 27th floor in Changhzou, China. Facing me is a 72-year-old man. What are the most memorable moments...

Peerke, een icoon

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text]A former convict and his daughter go on a pilgrimage from Paramaribo to the leper colony where the Dutch missionary Peerke Donders used to work....

Mourning

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] Even in a loss, something can be gained. Mourning for a loved one is often seen solely as a sad and lonely experience. But there's...

Portraits Hi

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="transparent" thickness="1" up="20" down="0"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_gallery interval="3" images="50916,50915,50914,50913,50912,50911,50910,50909" img_size="full" onclick=""][vc_separator type="transparent" thickness="1" up="20" down="0"][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/2" css=".vc_custom_1655640330088{padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}"][vc_separator type="transparent" thickness="1" up="10" down="0"][vc_column_text]Portraits Hi was a photographic project...

Embrasse

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] What if two prostitutes decide to close shop and trade in their windows for a job in a chocolate factory?   Annick is at the receiving...

Mamadeern

[vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column][vc_separator type="normal" thickness="0" up="20"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" oblique_section="no" text_align="left" triangle_shape="no" css_animation="" box_shadow_on_row="no"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] Dina loves her mother. Her mother works as a prostitute, and that job is taking a physical and a psychological toll on her. Dina doesn't...