Donnerstag, 1. Dezember 2011

Who never stumbles has no place to fall...

The performance started while everybody was waiting. Creating a new puppet-friend out of clay. Creating a new population. Whistling together created a connection with the place and the other spectators. But then the Mother came to destroy.

Von Daria Lo Sapio

The atmosphere evolves very differently during the show, first very subtly, a delicate interaction of light and shadow, sound and silence. Then there follows a furiously aggressive outburst destroying everything in its way. The whole experience ends with a single person sitting on stage almost naked, wearing a pagan-like mask made of dried leaves. The use of light and shadow in combination with sounds suggests ancient rituals and divinity.

Von Henriette Hufgard

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