What are little girls made of?
They are made of the forest floor, the blood of the moon cycle, the fluttering of wings and the turning of keys. They are made of sweat, howling notes and desire. They are made of night scented stock – heady and sweet, the lily and the rose, the knife and the rope.
They are made of all the tales our Mothers told us.
And all the ones they didn’t dare.
The award winning Proteus present Angela Carter’s The Bloody Chamber – an erotic, heady and feminist re-telling of some of the most famous folk and fairy tales in western culture.
These dark fantasies are performed by an all-female cast using aerial circus, physical theatre, gothic design and a haunting soundscape.
It is dinner-time. It is bedtime.
- Extract from The Lady of the House of Love
The girl burst out laughing, she knew she was nobody’s meat.
– Extract from The Company of Wolves