Every time I go to a performance, I am full of expectations, curiosity and excitement. You can never know what is expecting you. The moment that the lights are turned off and the journey begins, anything could happen…
The other Friday 2/10, when I stepped into the theatre-space and saw the… stage, I got really curious to see the performance. The stage was … “us”. There was an audience watching an audience. The space was arranged in such a way as half of the audience was facing the other half, with just a small corridor in between. Which are the possibilities of this space, I wondered.
And the performance started… (at this time, without the lights being turned off). The performers are amongst us, revealing themselves one after the other. They interact with the audience or they act. Informal discussions, personal narratives, opinions and “real” acting is taking place during this intense hour. Sometimes we are watching a monologue, then we participate in a discussion or we are watching an act of a play. The four performers are creating a space around them, with us inside it, that is provoking a series of questions and thoughts.
What is the relation of the audience and the actors?
Is this defined by the positions of the bodies and the arrangement of the architectural space?
Or is it only a question of the relation that is being created between them?
What if the expectations of the audience don’t find an answer?
Should a performance entertain the audience?
For me the truth lies on the transmission of feelings, sentiments and energies that is taking place during the real time of the performance. With its gradual escalation of tension, “The Author” managed to make some of us cry, laugh, get angry, happy, or… leave.
So, what I have to say is that… it worked.
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