A game show about property and ownership, about home, love and the dracula-like world of things
Do you like dogs? Do you have experience of violence? Do you collect art? Does the idea of a Chinese man on the moon worry you? Do you engage in tax optimization?
If I regularly drink water from the spring of another's owner, and my body is 80% water, does my body eventually belong to the owner of the spring?
KUTTELN SIND AUCH KEINE LÖSUNG
(TRIPE IS NO SOLUTION EITHER)
A theatrical Talkseries on the human condition based on Wolfram Lotz
live from Saarbrücken, Tel Aviv and Strasbourg
I just telling it how it is
Lewis Paine rather walks out
Prometheus – Thoughts on the Liver
Bakunin – a mother is planting cabbage
Symbol and Truth
ICH BIN ICH DENN ICH
ODER GENIAL VERGESSEN
I AM I BECAUSE I AM
OR INGENIOUSLY FORGOTTEN
A dialogue between female composers and female poets.
Produced as a commission for the Schumannfest in Bonn 2019.
The creative woman, whether poet or composer, was a pioneer in earlier epochs and into the 20th century: as a lone fighter, each had to make her own way through the jungle of male prejudices if she wanted to assert herself with her artistic work. The sisters Liv and Nadia Migdal enter a dialogue of music and words with violin and language, giving a voice to the partly forgotten and much too little noticed female artists on their journey through history - from early baroque to modern times.
Please contact me if you are interested in inviting us to your venue!
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TRAGEDY I NEED IT FOR MY ART
Do you have to tell the truth to describe yourself? Am I my own memory. And what happens when it turns out that the memory is just a better or worse idea of what might have been.
Nadia Migdal and Gina Haller playfully take the audience on a pilgrimage to the liquid core of the individual in a public dissection of their own and others' identities. A path that leads from the personal to the universal and deals with the creation of the I-religion.
A performance similar to a divine service, an operation on the open heart in search of stories, hidden longings, secret emotions, fragility, depth and the firm centre of the individual.
ROZA AND LEON
Part 1 - From Blueberry Blood till Babylon
Part 2 - Three Deaths and One Life
A work in progress...
Some time ago in my parents' living room I heard the voice of my late grandfather. They were tape recordings that served my mother as material for a novel. After this discovery, I set off for traces in the lives of my grandparents and in my own memories.
An approach to my grandparents through my grandparents.