Bun & Toast spend their night hiding from autumn rain in a ferry shelter at Thames st Wharf. Their mission? To take photos of themselves with the aid of props, a tripod and some impromptu dancing.
Bun & Toast ventured to the mysterious cranny of a space nestled above a convenience store in Newtown - where the Penguin Plays Rough nights are held. This night is all about independent writers, listening and sitting cross legged on hardwood floors. Anyone and everyone is encouraged to read their pieces. We heard an eclectic mix of bizarre short stories, film noir spoofs and delicious to hear prose & poetry. Topped off by an ambience that makes even the loudest feel quiet and secretive (fairy lights draped like old cobwebs, a single red velvet armchair spotlighted by a lamp in the corner, behind doors: piles of books & old suitcases) - this was an off the radar night not to be missed! We shall return next month!
"I’d rather play jenga with a 9/11 victim!"
- heard @ the Penguin plays Rough night
The Cardboard House
another adventure street art project with Bun & Toast
"This world is but a canvas to our imagination."
Bun & Toast began their night like any normal teenager; at a warehouse party filled to the brim with hormonal kids, deafening music and alcoholic consumption. However, once the duo made their exit they decided to throw their own impromptu street party.
Read about it! (@ Toast’s blog)