Qfwfq’s Room: Home, sweet Home

Alea Theatre were invited to partake in the occupation of a rather splendid building.

I must say I was excited.

Here are some details:

Regards,

Qfwfq

In the depths of urban Penge, halfway down a road of terraced housing, lies Crofton Lodge, an 1800′s Regency building, with a Southern-American architectural spin. For one weekend the building will be taken over by a group of emerging theatre companies and artists, each presenting their own unique take on the theme of ‘Home’

Home

We invite you to enter Home to explore a collection of short plays and installations throughout the house. With Boii Theatre, The Sans Walk Project, Alea Theatre all making their mark on the space, new writing by Lara Stavrinou, and an installation by graphic novelist and designer Owen Johnson this promises to be a truly exciting and memorable event.

Friday 5 March 7:30pm / Saturday 6 March 7:30pm / Sunday 7 March 4:00pm

Tickets £7.00 (£5.00 concessions)

88 Venner Road, Sydenham, London SE26 5HR

To buy tickets: http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user?query=search&region=xxx&category=misc&search=home+project

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March 31st, 2010

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Admission is the first step.

Leading up to my occupation of the luxurious master bedroom – a shoot location for Next, I’m told – I cracked.

This is metaphorically significant.

I went through what some might call an ‘Identity Crisis’. There I was, moving heaps upon mounds of my accumulated posessions into the glorious mansion, when I suddenly became aware of my inability to reconcile myself with the room. I had cracked; or, more appropriately, the room was cracked – scythed down the middle, with one half boasting a cache of my wordly belongings, and the other half housing the practical mainstays of any ‘normal’ bedroom.

Advised by close friends, I took a step back. “Leave it to us, Qfwfq,” they comforted; “We’ll cross this divide.”

The divide they spoke of, so manifest in my misfit of a bedroom, was all consuming. Perhaps I have been immersing myself in the lives of others for so long that I cannot even recognise my own ‘self’.

What picture should stand on my bedside table?

Do I keep a diary?

What is on my agenda?

What books do I read?

Note to self: do I make notes to self?

I love to paint: but what to paint?

Posters; who is my hero? My dream? My love?

If I were a sanctuary, what would I look like?

Leaving the Home, and embarking on a journey unlike any I have been on before – in which I curiously walked away from myself, in order to rediscover myself – I left the matter to my friends.

They hatched a devious plan: to invite friends and friends of friends (strangers?) to “Qfwfq‘s Room” for a spot of Home-Decoration – something akin to a 60 Minute Makeover.

Their mission: to make Qfwfq’s – my – Room, Home, sweet home.

Images By Matt Golowczynski