那麼就能繼續存在為小劇場而活的使命了
從Denmark的Odin Teatret 我看見永恆也看見幸福
這太完美了 向Eugenio Barba致敬
A circle of artists gathers in a garden in Denmark.
It is a bright morning. They wait for a summer night when the setting sun will dance.
A friend from another continent is about to join them.
With him, dreaming with open eyes, they will depart on a pilgrimage into the regions of Andersen's fairy tales.
Europe is at peace, or at least their country is. Or perhaps only their garden.
In that cofined space, time stands still and liquefies.
It is summer, yet snow falls, and the snow becomes tainted with black.
Their fantasies sail on a tenebrous dream: a vessel that transports men and women in chains. The artist feel the weight of invisible chains. Are they, too, enslaved?
When the pilgrimage is about to end, the open-eyed dreamers become aware that their summers day lasted a lifetime.
The bed of dreamless sleep awaits them. Figures are coming to take them.
Are they ghosts, puppets or toys?
What kind of life do we live, when we stop dreaming?
And which tragedy or farce does the sun dance?
I'm dying to be free.
He is lying on the pee.
學妹兒我想起來旋律了!!
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