Friday Night Fringe Part 2 - CircuiTree
Floating on a couple of glasses of absinthe each, we made our way back to the CircuiTree installation being put on as part of the Fringe. As it would turn out the hazy warmth of the green fairy would be conducive to appreciating what was ahead.Entering through the back of the church, the amosphere had dramatically transmuted from the pre-preparation stage we saw earlier in the evening. With the sun almost about to slip below the western horizon, the darkened twighlight allowed the glow of black lights and cacophony of thumping Trance music to emerge into its own.
What struck us immediately was the sense of familiarity about the place. At one stage my brother and I had been sharing a house in Adelaide (that probably deserved demolition) , that was often ‘creatively’ decorated with indian print sheets, incense and odd lighting - it was like we had stepped back 15 odd years into our old abode.

But the effort before us was an installation of a much grander design than anything we had attempted in our own home. The first room we entered was adorned with hanging lamps, strung up sheeting, artworks on the walls and cushions strewn about the middle like a giant chill out room.
Ajoining side rooms bathed in harsh red lights and gentle blue tones were filled with original artworks, wall hangings by artistic collective Izwoz and canvases that displayed words of spirituality and philosphy - the words themselves hanging in midair to be studied like one would study the brush strokes or techniques of an artist. Painting with letters.

Onward into the depths of the installation, the mood would start to become more intense, more biomechanical and primal.
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