Neverending Story
I can‘t believe that one year has passed since I wrote my last blog post. I promised myself to never let something like this happen. But I did.. Boy, I think even my mother must have lost faith in me by now. (and what about Spike Jonze? Is he still regularly visiting my restaurant? Does this restaurant even exist or did everything just vanish, turned into nothing because we didn‘t come back, because we forgot? ..Wait, sounds like a movie? Cue: Limahl )
What happened to our friends on one way street? What to the theatre and the director who rather wanted to be a Ballerina? What happened to my imaginary world? To all the stories in my head that I used to share with you? (note to self; don‘t forget to tell your mother that you are blogging again!)
I think we will have to do a follow up. On all those things, to find all the answers. What I can tell you right away though is, what happened to me over the last year. From the point where I got lost, to the point of my return (which is today)
About one year ago I got a call from a director who wanted to talk about a project where he needed puppets (yay) stagedesign (yay) and a puppeteer (hell no. Stagefright galore) We met and talked for a few hours and at some point it became clear that if I would be making the puppets and objects, it was crucial to also perform and animate them. The anxious person I am wanted to quit the whole thing but he was smart enough to promise me an iPad for the premiere night. The cheap person I am wanted to have this iPad, so I said yes ( what I got for the Premiere night for real is a totally different story but all that counts is, that i am writing this blog post from my iPad pro) But long Story short, i went to work with him on this project and i‘ve been away from Vienna for almost three months. (Only home on some weekends) In this time Limathewau died. She was old, she had the perfect life, I was sitting next to her when she made her last breaths. Still, this was the moment my life turned upside down. Not right away but slowly, steadily.
Here are some pictures from the performance (which turned out great, almost perfect.. plus, i had so much fun performing. Who would have known) It was called „Money“ and never ever in my life had my mailbox looked that good, with all the emails, subject ………„Money“.