Κnow you want to load me with your only choice for meaning. Yes, hey. I deprived her. Or rather worse. You think I deprived you. Are you listening; Your only choice for meaning. And my dad was right. I could never be your daughter.
Blackboard 2x
Author:
Demi Theofanidou,100 in stock
Demi Theofanidou was born in Volos. He is a graduate of the Department of Biochemistry & Biotechnology of the University of Thessaly and the Department of Pharmacy of the National and Kapodistrian University of Athens and has attended the postgraduate program in Molecular Medicine of the Medical Biological Research Institute of the Academy of Athens. Writing is a parallel life for her. She has participated in seminars on interactive writing, writing a play, directing a play with her first teacher Giorgos Florakis, who taught her what it means to communicate your written word without self-censoring, very important for a person who is used to keeping his texts in drawers. The project "Blackboard2x" cannot help but occupy an important place in her heart, since it is the first text that claims a readership and which will be staged on the theater stage under the direction - kinesiology of Frosos Korrou. He warmly wishes him success.
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Weight | 0.5 kg |
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Writer | Demi Theofanidou |
Pages | 78 |
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Size | 14x21cm |
Publisher | iWrite Publications |
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The creator loses her creation. The words that sprung into her imagination when her only company was the sound of the keyboard are now shamelessly echoing across the room. Her feelings, which took so much effort to capture on paper, are now shared by foreign mouths. The hours spent agonizing over a word that didn't stick turned into tears, into laughter, into shivers in unfamiliar faces. The creator loses her work. The project that takes shape, other than hers. He now travels alone – every night he meets other people to tell his story, new faces to identify with. The creator loses her child and is freed. In contrast to her heroes who never experience redemption. They carry their past with them in every step and the more they try to get rid of it, the more they sink. Suppressed egos from dominant ancestors surface and impale the heroes. In the scene we get to know the two protagonists, the girl and the boy, but also the boy's intrusive mother and the girl's "dominant" father who are constantly present either as references, as figures of comparison or as anathemas. Outside the frame, the violent father of the boy is painted - just like the red color that is nowhere on the scene but you feel it is everywhere, and also the deafening absence of the girl's mother - like the boredom, the boredom that possesses the heroes. The blackboard gradually fills up – as the heroes' nerves unfold on stage. It ensures tolerance, acceptance, rejection, a composition of two tragic heroes that, no matter how much the viewer resists, sooner or later identifies with them, until the finale, when they are all left together hand in hand to their fate. The actors immerse themselves in the audience and the audience sees itself on stage. The text is hard, powerful and painful, like all breakups. The actors of the show highlight it to the maximum extent – the actors with the nerve they leave on the stage and the director with the fluctuations in the action that captivate the viewer. The creator separates her child exactly where art is born.