After you wash it, it’s like nothing has happened

Solo performance by invitation of Ilka Theurich.

The dialogue and the traces of all the scars and injuries left after men and women hurt each other. The inability to empathise with the other. Will you be able to forget or wash away completely the pain? Will you be able to reach the point of no pain?

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See also: Ilka’s blog

Performance

21-04-2018

Studio Ilka Theurich

Hannover, Germany

Feelings
It was an amazing experience to perform in Ilka Theurich’s atelier. So many unexpected things happened, partly because I had a limited view and because I was concentrated on the performance.
It was very warm and beautiful outside and I thought that people would not come at all to the performance, but still they came and viewed the whole performance.
They were not moving in the room, but sitting in one place.
In the beginning a woman came and asked me if it is ok for her child to also come and watch and I told her that it is ok, with two notes, that the image might not be appropriate for children and that if he starts to shout, then they would need to go out. She said that’s cool with her and came in, in the beginning.
The child sat down on the floor, in a place that did not allowed me to have him under observation the whole time, and I was thinking in the beginning  that like any other child he will start crying and become impatient.
I did not hear a peep throughout the performance. I almost wanted him to say something because the moment was so surreal that it was so quiet and the whole crowed was engaged and attentive and it made me feel that we are connected completely in a white room.
I wanted to say something to this child, but my German is not that good and I experienced this moment of shyness towards this child, that I will probably never see again, but I will remember for a very long time.
We starred at each other after a while, until we both blushed, he turned to his mother and I also wanted my mother there to turn around to her, but instead I turned around to the other adults forcefully becoming one again.

 

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