7 months behind closed doors and distanced. 7 months of moving and removing the thousand and one possibilities of corporeal non-contact. However, the need to live and therefore not to die made us resist, move forward, convene and grow.

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‘Too compact, pixelated, technological our theatre, only faces on the screen, insatiable and angry. A devastated stage, splintered and archived in satellite libraries, intransigent, monopolistic. Unjust paranoid pestilence, uncontrollable individualism. Yet the muddy skin, the instinct to rebel, to return to the natural body - the beginning of freedom -, to jump and fly, to sing and mock.’
 

‘The Outlandish Periplus’ reflects the soles of our feet,

Follow the footprints and enjoy the show!