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26 Years of Babel’s Cupid

So my play Babel’s Cupid has just been announced as one of the three runners-up for the Yale Drama Series Prize 2021. Over the moon, me. Many thanks to judge Paula Vogel and Yale Drama Series, and huge congratulations to the winner Rachel Lynnet, as well as my fellow runners-up Molly Bicks and Francisco Mendoza…. Read more »

“A man’s gotta have a code.”

Last year, Tim and I wrote an Ethical Policy for Sleepdogs*. I’ve been meaning to post it up for months, and today it feels like my non-negotiable duty to share anything that stands up for y’know, taking responsibility for how we act. Funny that when I was thinking what to call this post, it was… Read more »

What We Don’t Talk About When We Talk About Power

  A confession, and a provocation.   These last few years since becoming a full-time ponce-faced artist-about-town I’ve been really lucky to have worked with some amazing people. Even luckier that many of those people have come from walks of life different to my own, with backgrounds and heritages I’ve been able to learn about… Read more »

Chipping at the hard stuff: honesty / (in)visibility / community / career

Last Saturday, I spent the day with our brilliant friend and collaborator Sharon Clark, and wor Tim, in the Residence space, for a day of peer mentoring / problem solving / critical reflection. I’ve done a lot of one-to-one peer mentoring, which is super useful, but I loved how this three-pointed process seemed to open… Read more »

Thought Residency #1: Impossible Thought

We had a conversation with MAYK a little while back, which went something like this: Team MAYK: “Some colleagues in Canada do this thing called Thought Residencies. We talked to them about us trying it out in the UK. Do you want to do a Thought Residency? No pressure.” Team Sleepdogs: “Er, ok. Why not?… Read more »

Wrong kind of Asian, wrong kind of work

When I was kid, I dreamed of being a film star (obviously). And in those fantasies, I pictured my adult film star self as having white skin. This didn’t at the time strike me as weird or odd in any way. It was a fantasy. She wasn’t actually me. She had her own name and… Read more »

A humble request to theatre critics

(Author’s note: I am, occasionally, a theatre critic.)   Please do not use the phrase ‘self-indulgent.’ It will almost always be factually incorrect. You’re perfectly entitled to use the word ‘indulgent’, as long as you go on to clarify what is being indulged. But ‘self’-indulgent? Unless you’re very well acquainted with the creators: how the… Read more »

I like scripts

Thing is, I like working from scripts. I don’t much care what format the script comes in, or whether it’s in the right order, and I’m never averse to suggesting abstractions or deletions; but the bottom line is: I’m a massive scaredy-cat at devising content in rehearsals and I like working from scripts. This seems… Read more »