Something about belief

When you're making a performance the first audience is always a kind of test. Do they enter the world of the performance? Do they create meaning? Do they understand it? And do they like it?

With Hamlet private I experience also another test: the performer. How will she enter the world of the performance? Will she add her experiences and understanding of the world onto what already exists? How will she understand it? And will she like performing it?

When it happens that the performance takes off with the performer as if by itself, it feels gratifying. This is what happened last night in Berlin-Neukölln. It is about belief and the joy of recognising a fellow-believer: Seeing that something I vaguely imagined actually comes into existence, makes me believe in it even more. The performer believing in the performance as much as I, makes me a stronger believer. And I think as an artists I need this belief like air to breathe. 

This belief has nothing to do with religion. It's the belief that two people can meet. That you can recognise yourself in the other despite your differences. And it has to do with the magic when you realise that someone living far away in a different time and place as written something about you.

Hamlet private: 18 - 21 July 2013 in Berlin-Neukölln. Fully booked to the last spot, write to to be put on the waiting list.


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