Set in the mythological land of ‘man-eating’ trees, we watch as the author wanders aimlessly amongst the forest. The soundtrack is packed, hugger mugger with voices bombarding him with their folkloric wisdom. He often appears possessed and even watches from inside the glades as lady greensleeves frolics amongst the leaves. – A.K.
“Landscape art, humour and performance in motion… A dada classic.” – A. Crombie-Rodgers, Performance Magazine 1989.
Madagascar was referred to by the Victorians as ‘land of man-eating trees’: due to sacrificial offerings made to the trees.
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