The Thousands

Unlike that tiny tupperware on a keychain and tiny hot dog eraser you used to own, Tiny Stadiums festival is useful – and strong, like an ant.

It’s useful in helping you eyeball new experiences and generate fun cells. It’s strong in that it carries big ideas on its back and serves them up for a group feeding.

Assigning huge thought to the micro arenas of Erskinville’s landscape, live art works, chimerical beasts and odd expressions will fill greenhouses, vacant lots, parks, delis and tiny spots. Aimed to hit you at an ocular, aural and cellular level, the fruitful pursuits of some of our favourite emerging artists question the idea of facades here.**Experience back-to-hair technology, interpretive performances of The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot, a (more or less) scale cardboard model of Erskinville, sob story-scrawled handkerchiefs, live blogging, dvd libraries, curated buns (yes the hair kind) and vanity portraits.

The festival wick burns for two weeks, so it’s the alternative curative to two weekends! Tiny Stadiums doesn’t have to gyp people into thinking it’s useful, cos it is.