Do you want to be in for a chance of winning £50? ‘Something Bad is Happening on the Streets’ is an original, realist play, with gritty writing, tackling difficult subjects, from teenage pregnancy to violence perpetrated on the LGBT community. Having debuted at the Camden Fringe last summer, ‘Something Bad’ is hitting Cornwall at the Performance Centre on the 17th and 18th of June. We’re looking for a GRAPHIC DESIGNER or ILLUSTRATOR to design a poster to promote this exciting production - the winning designer will not only win £50, but have their work on posters, flyers, and programs all over Penryn and Falmouth, as well as distributed on the night. If you want to make an amazing addition to your portfolio, and make some cash along the way, email Joan Passey on jp374@exeter.ac.uk for a competition pack. Happy designing!
Posts tagged cornwall.
‘Tintagel is on the north coast of Cornwall, set high on cliffs overlooking the sea, and Tintagel is the legendary site of King Arthur’s conception and birth.
by *vikingjon
(via loveyourchaos)
Would any Tumblrites be interested in a Cornish Tumblr meet up?
Mac Oller - Land’s End
This is a long shot, but would anyone in the Cornwall/Falmouth area be interested in a feminist reading group that meets bi-weekly to discuss feminist theory, current events, media, film and literature over coffee or cocktails?
Do you think Cornwall was just sitting there when there were kids singing in Northern Ireland and Wales and Scotland like
guys
guys
guys seriously
we’re a country too
we have a flag
I’m sorry I haven’t been around a lot, land of Tumblr! I miss you. I only use you to procrastinate lately, and that’s a form of exploitation I aint comfortable with. I’ve been insanely fucking busy producing a handful of films, including an online miniseries called Vitae. It’s about surviving a zombie apocalypse - in Cornwall. The website and trailer are set to go up on Friday the 16th of March, so it’s all hands on deck right now.
Falmouth, Cornwall
When Cas waded into that lake he instantaneously dissolved and managed to work his way into the water system, travelling halfway around the world only to wash up in a Cornish harbour (the third largest natural harbour in the world, thank you very much). There, he reformed, but something went terribly wrong and instead of becoming a Jimmy Novak-shaped vessel, he became a small fishing vessel, unfortunately dubbed Leviathan. Sad, huh? Now he bobs along the British coast, the eyes and ears of the Leviathan as they spy on the sordid goings on of The Chain Locker, the suspicious local purveyor of home cooked food.
