Upcoming Show at freiLand

-- A photograph. 1927, Berlin. A large, mirrored room. A villa. A social gathering. Family. Friends. Formally dressed. A table, opened champagne, the remnants of a rich meal, a white tablecloth. A wedding. The flash illuminates, fixes, frames the moment. Of the 7 children seated in the front row, a girl, 8 years old, an innocent gesture. She holds her hand in front of her eyes: "So the flash won't blind me…those were the happy times," she will testify 60 years later in Buffalo, New York. When her granddaughter describes the photo to a young man, her roommate, in Paris on December 7th, 2004, she will add: "She was the only one to survive. In a way, we could have been neighbors." It was Chanukah, her twenty-sixth, his first. -19 years later, they meet again. --

With the prologue Chanukah I, we enter the ruins of a celebration. Through initial arrangements of music, text and theater, we begin to explore the nature of past, present and future events. Unreconciled, unintegrated, fleeting and haunted, yet not without a trace of hope, we invite you to the festivity. There should be latkes.