Em um período como o que estamos vivendo, permeado pela experiência absurda do Covid, essa onda política mundial que não protege nada do que é essencial, como a natureza que nos cerca, como posso estar presente e ainda acreditar em um futuro ?
In a period like the one we are living in, permeated by the absurd experience of Covid, this worldwide political wave that does not protect anything that is essential, such as nature that surrounds us, how can I be present and still believe in a future? I asked myself this about three years ago, both as a person and as an artist, and I also came to the point where I asked myself why I make theatre.
In a period like the one we are living in, permeated by the absurd experience of Covid, this worldwide political wave that does not protect anything that is essential, such as nature that surrounds us, how can I be present and still believe in a future? I asked myself this about three years ago, both as a person and as an artist, and I also came to the point where I asked myself why I make theatre.
I received the sad news that Ambuya Stella Chiweshe Rambisai, this wonderful woman, my colleague, friend and godmother of my daughter Aylin, has passed away. The ancestors called her home. She was 76 years old.
