'10: spheres

1. LIFE OF GALILEO by Bertolt Brecht | youtheatre

2. BAD WURZACH (Germany) International Touring

3. 1157performancegroup: HAMLET RESIDENCY | St. James

4. HAPPY OTTER / SAD OTTER by Ben Davies

5. SARK (Channel Islands)

6. GRUPO CORPO (Edinburgh International Festival)

7. GAMES by James Saunders | youtheatre

8. Dudendance: SPACEMAN | BDE | St. James

9. KEFALONIA (Greece) R&D

10. ALICE IN WONDERLAND | St. James | Image: Lynette Shelley

the rest next time

And ever, as the story drained

The wells of fancy dry,

And faintly strove that weary one
To put the subject by,

"The rest next time -" "It is next time!"

The happy voices cry.

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happy easter - shalom

'this is very disturbing' - aged 10

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R & D : Day 2 : Alice

All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For both our oars, with little skill,
By little arms are plied,
While little hands make vain pretence
Our wanderings to guide.

Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour,
Beneath such dreamy weather,
To beg a tale of breath too weak
To stir the tiniest feather!

Yet what can one poor voice avail

Against three tongues together?

Imperious Prima flashes forth
Her edict 'to begin it' –
In gentler tone Secunda hopes
'There will be nonsense in it!' –
While Tertia interrupts the tale
Not more than once a minute.

Anon, to sudden silence won,

In fancy they pursue
The dream-child moving through a land
Of wonders wild and new,
In friendly chat with bird or beast –
And half believe it true.

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:
Thus slowly, one by one,
Its quaint events were hammered out –
And now the tale is done,
And home we steer, a merry crew,
Beneath the setting sun.

Alice! a childish story take,

And with gentle hand

Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined

In Memory's mystic band,

Like pilgrim's wither'd wreath of flowers

Pluck'd in a far-off land.

Makris Gialos

"That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere, and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past, nor the shadow of the future?"

SIDDHARTHA

Hermann Hesse | 1922

Translated from the German by Hilda Rosner

(Picador: London, 1998) p.172

Photos: Makris Gialos, Lassi, Kefalonia