MOFO MARRIAGES

DARK WAY TO TIE KNOT

THREE loved-up couples will be among the thousands descending on Hobart as Dark Mofo bathes the city in a warm red glow.

Celebrant Maxine Lowry said she had three couples coming from interstate to be married in the midst of Dark Mofo.

“They’re either music lovers or love festivals,” Ms Lowry said.

More used to marrying couples in the warmer months, Ms Lowry said it would be a case of “cold hands, warm hearts”.

“It’s absolutely outside the wedding season,” she said.

But Dark Mofo has continued to show that Hobart is the place to be in the depths of winter.

The festival’s creative associate, Tom Supple, said this year’s program was exciting.

“We’ve come a long way since the first year of Dark Mofo but I think every year it’s getting bigger and better,” Mr Supple said.

“The opportunity to present even more exciting and new works . . . it’s pretty amazing.

“Every year we wonder if we’ve reached the pinnacle of can we actually attract any more people to Tasmania to experience the festival, and . . . I’m really not sure where the ceiling is at this point.”

Mr Supple said there was “something for everyone” at this year’s festival.

“The programming across performance, contemporary music, visual art installations . . . and even Dark Park, there’s plenty of experiences for the whole family.”

Tonight is the final performance of Second Echo Ensemble’s By My Hand immersive physical theatre work, which is performed in a structure made from rock and rope.

Exhibitions A Journey to Freedom at the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery, and Wildlife at the Rosny Barn also continue.

A Journey to Freedom, curated by Switzerland’s Barbara Polla, breaks open the ideas of imprisonment and “doing time”.

Wildlife, by Troy Emery, confronts patrons with the history of people’s relationship with non-human animals.

Dark Mofo favourites Winter Feast and Dark Park return on Friday.

Every year we wonder if we’ve reached the pinnacle of can we actually attract any more people to Tasmania to experience the festival, and … I’m really not sure where the ceiling is at this point TOM SUPPLE