zappeio. hall a.
it was not about the fabric, put together in some way anymore. nor about the stones, precious or not in different colors and order and form.
now, the lights. more blue coming down in the center of the long long long rectangular stage. yes. it is a stage after all.
a bit of leni riefenstahl, bauhaus. baroque, it seems as well, for some reason. oh the air is different here. how they’ve made it, i don’t know.
the silhouette, hair, bigger than us. bigger…just like the slimy but so attractive technique of rising one’s body above ground….yes, and the face. who said it should be colored all the same, in thickness, sound, feel and era?
it was not a show…it was a sudden breath. 16 times. the music composed. a performance. 16 times. it is over. and now applause.
filep motwary, maria mastori.