Who are we?

Anna - Well, I'm Anna Cabré-Verdiell Bosch and this is Charlotte.

Charlotte - ...Arnold. I have a surname as well. Granted not two fancy ones like you, but I do have one.

How did we get together?


C - We met during our degree at the Northern School of Contemporary Dance many moons ago. We argue a lot about                         whether there was a rivalry between us to begin with… I say not, but Anna is convinced that there was.

      At some point we must have become friends, although I couldn’t tell you how or when that happened.


A - A while after graduating, we fell towards each other as two creatives who like thinking, writing and moving. We wanted to               invest in our practice by giving ourselves time to play and things started to happen. It sounds a bit like a rom-com, but before         we knew it we’d jumped into the collaborative bed together.

What do we do?

A - We join forces; we put our bodies and brains together to explore, try things out and - eventually - come up with some                      stuff worth coming up with. Occupational Hazard is our first sketch, a 15 minute duet performed by Charlotte Arnold and              myself.

C - Thanks for using my surname there. Sounds very formal! 

      Alongside sharing the studio together, we're both into words. You can have a peek into our blog which is just one click away. 

What do we like about the other?


C - Anna, with her brown eyes and dark fringe is fiercely Catalan which is the complete opposite of myself - a pale woman from           somewhere in the English countryside. Anna is a thoughtful, intelligent woman who is unafraid to tell me her opinion and will           always question mine. It’s easy to work together. Very minimal effort, which I like, because I’m quite a low maintenance                   person.


A - What I most like about Charlotte Ellen Arnold - first, middle and surname only for your pleasure! - is how                                          trustworthy she is; I trust her to proof read my stuff, to lift me up in the air, to stop me from obsessing, to be by my side on              stage and out of it, to offer frank opinions and bad jokes. I trust her because even though I did not like her right                                away, she persevered until I did; a lot.