Art matters. And it's hard to think of a theatre company that has proved that more than Belarus Free Theatre (BFT). Now about to celebrate their tenth anniversary, BFT has persisted against the most extraordinary odds to not just confront oppression, but to create challenging and vital theatre.
Thrust into the high seas of celebrity with barely a paddle, they have no choice but to define themselves by their audience. Their identity is cultivated, curated and reflected back into a black mirror: 'Who is the fairest of them all?'
This year the overall theme was "The Migrants", a loaded term and geopolitically relevant given the refugee crisis currently being played out in central and eastern Europe.
"Every story is, in its tiny way, a horror story," says author Chuck Wendig... So lock the front door, check under the bed for monsters, and huddle under the covers as we take you through the three reasons why sometimes, just sometimes, it's good to be afraid.
Unfortunately the younger generations are told that reading is important because it is a 'must-have-skill'. No doubt it is an essential skills to possess. But the possession and even the valuation of this skill does not necessarily inspire people to find pleasure in reading.
The design industry used to be a back-office function of manufacturing. Now, it is a conspicuous force in our lives. That industry has been an instrumental force in globalisation.
Of course four years necessarily defies imagination when you set out and we have all got braver over time. I suspect it will take us a few months yet to reflect, understand and celebrate what has been achieved.
This adaptation of the much-loved book, Jane Eyre, is a really ambitious attempt to translate the entire novel into a dynamic, energetic production. The result is a whistle-stop trip through the story that touches on every single event in the book, but doesn't always capture the emotion.
I glanced down at my three quarter length leggings. They covered my knees so they were not the offending apparel. My workout top was a snug fitting Lycra tank with shoestring straps. There was no cleavage showing, I'm no Dolly Parton, but my shoulders were bare. Schoolgirl error.
What, I wondered, are we supposed to draw from this? Here are five reasons why repeated rejection might be relevant and what we might learn from it, regardless of whether we are writers or simply people striving to get by in an often unappreciative world.
I am the first digital artist-in-residence at the leading contemporary dance company, Rambert. I had my induction week earlier this month, and have been spending so a lot of time watching and thinking about the dance world in relation to tech culture.
As we watch Chinese enterprises prepare to build our new nuclear power stations, I shall try not to think too much about Ai Weiwei's steel rods in the Royal Academy, the 85,000 people who died in Sichuan on 12 May, 2008, or the human rights activists, lawyers and ethnic minorities who have been harassed, imprisoned and tortured. Repeat after me: prosperity agenda, not rights agenda.
It is my hope that the boycott will be cut short and art permitted to flow free once more in Israel. Let's keep culture as our own 'magic place', where the horrors and difficulties of this world can be put to rest, just for an hour or so.
The loss of a breast, or a scar, the diagnosis, treatment and recovery will mean different things to different women - we are individual, complex, nuanced. I wanted to tell these women's stories and share the brave, sad, painful, moving and sometimes even funny truth. This is how they look. This is how they feel.
This film is moving and empowering beyond words and afterwards I had a little cry in the toilet. These are our foremothers and finally their story is being told on the same scale as all the other men who have changed history (because they were allowed to). Every human needs to watch this.
Born in Calcutta in 1815, Julia Margaret worked for most of her photographic career from her house on the Isle of Wight, Dimbola Lodge. However she moved to Sri Lanka in 1875, when her husband's income from plantations started to fall, yet she continued her work there (though with reduced frequency) until she died in 1879.