Carmel Winters is a playwright, filmmaker and dendrophiliac (in her own words: a tree hugger, only worse). You might have seen the last film she wrote and directed, Float Like A Butterfly? After its life in the cinema it had a few turns on television. Or Snap? If you’re a theatre lover you might have seen some of her plays – B for Baby or The Remains of Maisie Duggan at the Abbey Theatre? Or Best Man or Witness at the Everyman, at the Project?
Anyway. That was then. Now she’s busy rewilding herself. Crawling through brambles with her dogs following the scent of badger, fox and deer – and taking delight in calling this ‘work’. As long as Carmel can look at the world in wonder she remains curious. And as long as she is. curious there is some encounter between ideas and audience to be staged.