Terminal 1

In a world where the lines drawn on a map by our ancestors have come to define and divide our world, this is a place without borders that celebrates our shared humanity. Unified by the simple message – NO-ONE IS ILLEGAL.

The Terminal is a deliberately slippery proposition. We are staffed by actors but we’re not ‘theatre’, we play films but we’re not a cinema, we are activists but won’t make you sign a petition. We also sell beer and dance but we’re not a club.

A walk-through situationist artwork disguised as an international airport. It is also angry. But serves its polemic with a side order of slapstick.