I speak many a tongue
That of the limbs
And the lips
And the lung
To the whirlpools of my mind
In which harmony holds hands with entropy
And surrealism lies in their crib
Let me guide you through my multiverse
VIBRANT VOCALS & POTENT POETRY
Yet not all can be said by a bellybutton. The tongue too must flirt with the lips, kiss you on the cheek and take you on little trips
For my Siren will Sing
Laura Sestri’s her name
Beware of her tunes
She’s a hard one to tame
And there’s a woman who weaves tapestries
From wool made of word
Fresh flowers and black tar
Bordering the absurd
THEATRE & DANCE
Original Electronic Music created by Liv Sublime, accompanied by live instruments. These melodies will resonate with your imagination, taking
your eardrums on a voyage through your emotions.
Movement is my language. And it’s yours, too. Your subconscious tells its tale through limbs and fingertips. What better way to have a conversation than with our palms and our eyes and our toes?
A cake is never the same without the cherry on top. Or, in our case, ten cherries dipped in chocolate with marshmallow sprinkles. Our cherries are demons and goat gurus and much more you will discover… All fine pieces are handmade and one-of-a-kind, partially in collaboration with Studio Nepco.
Light is a life force. It allows us to photosynthesise the oxygen that feeds our lungs.
I am building a pyramid.
A home for high frequency artistry and immersive spectacles.
A timeless architecture to remember where we came from but most of all to remind us of where we are heading.
Singer and paintress
Surrealism in words and colour;
Laura’s voice swirls through the speakers.
She sounds like an angel.
Notes have been running through Liv's veins for over twenty years. The successful musician and producer from Tel Aviv has now settled in Amsterdam. After playing in front of large crowds all over the world she has developed a preference for more intimate settings.
India is an individual of the Homo Sapiens. While she’s searching for what it means to be human, words flow from her fingertips. Darkness wrapped in a box of chocolates, or slapped on the table like raw meat.
She weaves this with an addiction to freedom and thus serves a collection of honest poems, films and DJ sets.