When you think of something that encapsulates Cambodian performing arts, it’s likely more to do with something deeply cultural and traditional, in terms of both form and presentation. But one group has emerged from the masses to stand apart on their own terms, as the New Cambodian Artists make a name for themselves as Cambodia’s first (and probably only) contemporary performing artists in the country. … Continue reading M1 Singapore Fringe Festival 2021: The New Cambodian Artists talk COVID, contemporary arts and ‘Snow Whitening Revisited’

In the history of the world’s literature, so much writing has been dominated by men. But often, it’s not because women aren’t writing; but because there’s an understated prejudice against female written work, sidelined and tossed aside as a result of sexism, while their male counterparts receive legendary, heroic status for their work. And to address and counter that, Indian arts company The Lost Post … Continue reading M1 Singapore Fringe Festival 2021: The Lost Post Initiative reflect on women and the arts with ‘i am not here’

It is the curse of every generation to incur the wrath of the previous one. For Gen Z or ‘zoomers’, they’ve been touted as being addicted to tech, struggle with short attention spans, and most of all, far too sensitive and anxious about the future of the world. But the light in the dark is that zoomers actually do care about the future, and actively … Continue reading M1 Singapore Fringe Festival 2021: Brian Gothong Tan and Nabilah Said dish on the ‘Havoc Girls & Kamikaze Boys’ of today

In a world that seems all but apocalyptic, be it from the storm of politics, the wave of disease or the melting of the polar ice caps, it’s only natural that we begin looking back on ourselves, and wonder what exactly life is all about. For director Koh Wan Ching and playwright Andrew Sutherland, that’s something encapsulated in their play a line could be crossed … Continue reading M1 Singapore Fringe Festival 2021: Koh Wan Ching and Andrew Sutherland shed light on ‘a line could be crossed and you would slowly cease to be’