united sorry

yesterday we discovered that the city of vienna doesn’t give us money for one year. A theatre in vienna proposed us to ask this kind of subvention. So we will stay very freelance next year, following the path where the opportunities are. It is always hard to hear a no, but i stay happy as (the korean shaman) Hiah Park told me to do, the morning before.

i am now in leipzig, for the local premiere of die Box, just before i was for a few days in Graz, to check out if i could work with actors/friends of Theater im Bahnhof. So i am suddenly in involved in text theatre, learning to write more and more in german.

Something changed, inside me, as always. For days i felt that i had already died. I was aware of my skeleton in my body as if i was a character of a bad horror movie, and a lot of things happened to me as if they happened to some-one else. Not a bad feeling, on the contrary, i felt very inspired by this alienation of life.

yesterday i said goodbye to Ali in a cafe, very close to the station in Vienna, because he would go by night train to Berlin, and there I met a friend of him, a beautiful person, who i checked later on you tube, reading his own poetry in galleries. I was immediately inspired by the direct speech of this man, and couldn’t sleep. The talk i had with hiah park about making work without wanting to define a form, and his very concentrated personal way of presenting poems came together in a desire to change my approach to work. I want to present txts and movements as wild and formless as they can be, a an uncensored communication channel of the soul, direct , without shame, totally in the moment. I must work a lot, to find my own style in this , but i got already some ideas… Spring is still in the air and i must use it.

In Paris i discovered by accident - i had a ticket for the Calder exhibition, and the same ticket also gave entrace to a big Kandinsky overview- that i liked a lot the paintings of the last period of Kandinsky. I bought a card of one of them. And ten days later i stayed in a hotelroom in Graz with a poster of a painting out from the same period.