This is a performance about love and its unavoidable falls. Falling in love.
Falling for someone (or something). Falling out of love. Or simply, falling.
We take a peek in this kaleidoscope of deterioration and we see
lovers alone, lovers in twos, but also the anonymous mass of lovers.
This is where desire meets the dream of “the formula”.
All the lovers are looking for the right ingredients in order to create the perfect love story.
They are exhibitionists who attempt to hide their melancholia behind
dark glasses very explicitly, they convince themselves that tonight is
the night they’ll be kissed (every night), they pretend they’re patient,
they wait, they try to make their beloved wait, they trust, they dream,
they erase their egos and replace them with borrowed ones, they try to
understand and demand to be understood; all rather dangerous games.
And the more methodically and consciously they try, the harder they fail; the harder they fall.
Their desperate joy pushes them to manipulation in order to achieve the eternal.
They ignore the gravity of time because they want to float in the ether of love forever.
But the only thing which is eternal is the fall itself. And it cannot be manipulated; not even repeated.
Love is always surprising, even in its banality.
Douglas Adams believed that the secret of flying was managing “to miss the ground”.
He must have been in love when he wrote this.
Lovyrinths Teaser #1
Lovyrinths Teaser #2
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