Come and Go

De Stilte

EN ‘When I show up, I hold out my hand to you.’ – ‘Nice, can I keep it?’ – ‘No, you can’t. I’ll need it for waving goodbye when I leave.’
Let us meet a thousand times, let us leave and return to each other 999 times. Let us share, add, and multiply a thousand times of joy, sorrow, hope and disappointment.
Each time, in a different way, we are together and alone. Sometimes we say goodbye with a sense of relief, often with sadness and regret. On stage in a world of paper pillars, there is a life of ‘comings and goings’. Slow, tragic, and humorous. Sketches of introductions under various circumstances and disguises.

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