REVIEW: Home in the Sun - Backdock Arts

Home in the Sun – Backdock Arts

Writers: Aimee Tacon, Joe Lord, Ethan Irvine

Composers: Bridie Middleton, Veronica Netya

Dramaturg: Harrison Port

Photography: Ronan Leahy (ClubEleven Media) and Felix Smith

Cast & Musicians:

• Ethan Irvine – The Gardener

• Aimee Tacon – The Agent

• Harrison Port – Edmund / The Son (piano)

• Veronica Netya – Maggie / The Writer (guitar)

• Alisha Milne – The Bug Collector / Edith (thumb piano + more)

• Ellie Johnson – Alice / Rose (ukulele + more)

“May our roots support and sustain us, and may we see new light with each passing day.”

Home in the Sun is a lovingly crafted, collaborative project by writers Aimee Tacon, Joe Lord, and Ethan Irvine. First developed for the QUT Potentia Festival, this piece blends live music with group storytelling to create something truly special.

In the yard of an old Queenslander, a gentle gardener is tending to his bulbs, deeply attuned to the sounds of the land he cherishes. But when a real estate agent shows up to assess the property's value, that harmony is disrupted. As the two gradually warm up to each other, the house begins to reveal its past. Home in the Sun welcomes everyone past the front gate, where history comes alive, and the love for people, places, and memories bloom.

As soon as I walked into the space at Backdock Arts, I noticed how thoughtfully everything was put together. The whole space had this inviting warmth as you walked through the set and past the picket fence to reach your seat. The warm lamps cast a cozy glow on the rusted tin walls, a wheelbarrow filled with soil and plants sat waiting. It perfectly set the mood for a show that encourages you to slow down and really soak it all in. It felt less like entering a theatre and more like stepping into someone else’s memory.

We meet the gardener (Ethan Irvine), a gentle figure who is always humming softly. Then the agent (Aimee Tacon) arrives with her brisk, transactional demeanor cutting straight through that tranquility. And their debate on the 'value' of the place begins.

The house starts telling its story through a series of beautifully woven vignettes. We are transported through time, spanning from the 1840s to now, meeting the inhabitants who once filled its walls with life: a passionate girl guide, a young couple finding their rhythm in marriage and poverty, a theatrical outsider observing the world from the street, a writer searching for a purpose, and a group of laundry girls finding connection in routine. Each story feels like a memory that's been unearthed and tenderly placed in our hands.

What really elevates this piece is how integrated the music and sound are within the storytelling, Composed by Bridie Middleton and Veronica Netya. Veronica's guitar is impossibly soothing, and Harrison Port’s piano threads emotion through every scene, particularly in the delicate arpeggios that carry us between moments. The live foley creates an ASMR-like, transportive soundscape: A phone ring, a small rain stick, the layering of thumb piano, ukulele, and subtle percussion all combine to create something handcrafted and intimate.

Visually, the world is just as evocative in sensory richness. The ensemble moves through time with subtle costume additions over their white base, while the set remains constant, like a steady witness to decades of life. Twinkle lights glow softly overhead, a picket fence frames the space, and every prop appears aged and well-used.

Performance-wise, the cast works with beautiful cohesion, constantly observing and reacting from their upstage positions, never dropping their connection to the story. Ethan's gardener is sincere, anchoring the piece with a grounded, patient presence. Aimee's agent is a standout, beginning brisk, disconnected, and bound by time. Their scenes carry some of the work’s strongest ideas, particularly around the “luxury of time.” When she admits, “my day doesn’t belong to me,” it lands with a quiet weight. Watching him guide her, not just through the garden but towards stillness, becomes one of the most satisfying threads of the piece.

The bug collector (Alisha Milne) brings a burst of energy and childlike curiosity, drawing clever parallels between family structures and ant colonies with vivid enthusiasm. Harrison shifts convincingly between two very different character portrayals, while also anchoring the musical landscape at the piano. Veronica easily juggles being a musician and performer, her presence steady and calming within the world. Ellie Johnson is particularly sweet as the young wife, capturing the quiet care and tenderness of those domestic moments with simplicity.

There is something in this piece that reaches beyond the space it’s currently in. The sensory detail is already strong, but I would be very curious to see this work in a more open, natural environment, perhaps an outdoor setting with the audience seated on picnic blankets to lean further into the connection with land, smell, and atmosphere.

The cast are well suited to this material, and the piece sits comfortably in its one-act length, allowing each scene the space it needs without dragging on. It is a thoughtful, cohesive work with a clear sense of care behind it, making it a lovely fit for a festival setting like Anywhere Festival.

Home in the Sun is about the value we place on spaces and the lives lived within them. It suggests that true worth isn’t found in market price, but the memories, the time spent, and the experiences we gather there. As someone constantly rushing between shows, rehearsals, and work, this was a nice reminder to slow down, to listen, and actually enjoy the spaces that matter most. For me, it lands as a peaceful exhale.

Thank you to the team for allowing me to attend your final performance.