Hugo Docking

He’s full of juicy flavours. You’ll never get enough, if you let him give you... Just. One. Puff. It's a new era and no one is scared of the boogeyman anymore. Unfortunately something much, much worse is hidden under the bed.

A violent stop motion cabaret for the cynical and depraved. Guilt, alcoholic apathy and the inevitable, looming apocalypse threaten to push a young man to the brink.

A crash landing leaves an astronaut stranded on a desolate planet, he attempts to phone for help. Instead, he’s met by a robotic, automated voice calmly informing him: “...unfortunately, all our operators are busy right now...” Stuck, with no other means of communication, he has no choice but to wait. Surrounded by an endless expanse of sand and rocks, boredom quickly sets in, forcing him to find creative ways to pass the time. As the monotonous hold music plays on, isolation begins to wear him down, and he’s left desperately hoping for a response that can’t come soon enough.

In a surreal, industrial dystopia, a travelling salesman encounters a singing behemoth. This towering, two-headed monstrosity tempts him with a terrifying (but lucrative) proposition.

Private View Episode Three. Self care and razor blades.

Private View Episode Two. A wholesome love story in which nothing strange or untoward happens at all.

Private View Episode One. YOU have been selected to attend. A singing teapot kicks off the show.

We all know that smoking is a dirty habit, but this cigarette is utter filth. Smoking kills. Smoking abducts babies. Smoking sucks the living soul from your urethra, spits hot ash in your ear and insists that you call it ““Daddy”“. Is this really what you want?