lunes, 8 de febrero de 2010

Early begginings of theatre


Long time ago, back when man was just starting to stand up straight, a young man went out one morning to do his daily early morning routine, away from the tribal hut...as far away as possible.
Once he couldn't see hit hut no longer, he dug a hole and squatted down. And as he was concentrating and cleansing his bowels he heard a strange noise in the bushes; some kind of noise unknown to him. Then, all of a sudden, it appeared; the strangest animal he had ever seen. Immediately he sprung back on his feet and run back to his hut, his tribe seeing him distressed and soiled asked him what was wrong. He couldn't really describe what he had seen since he had never seen it before and didn't had a word for it; so he started imitating the animal; its noises, facial gestures and body movements. Some people got scared, some got confused and others just started laughing...thus, was the begining of theatre.

jueves, 4 de febrero de 2010

A ver, a ver,... ya se estara usted preguntando; quienes son estos locos y que hago yo viendo a este blog; se preguntara tambien; que clase de teatro es este, que significa exactamente "experimental" y quien es el "zurdo".

Bueno, nos encantaria darles una respuesta bien elaborada y explicativa al respecto, pero la verdad es que no tenemos nada de eso...ni respuesta, ni elaboracion, ni explicacion

Que es el teatro? nunca sabremos... pero elegimos esta excusa para juntarnos, conocernos, expresarnos y reinventarnos diariamente...pues al final, todos somos mamiferos de sangre caliente.

Todos salimos del suspiro de una planta, el pensamiento de un universo y el sudor de una madre, somos el pasado caminando de espaldas hacia el futuro incierto...amigos mios somos el presente mismo, activo y verdadero

entonces...

Quien es el teatro?
sera la luna agitando las mareas,
sera la tierra dandole vueltas al sol
o talvez nosotros mismos expresando y reflejando todo lo demas que absorbemos desde nuestro interior

De cualquier manera, todos somos teatro y aca estamos presentes y concientes; para las que vengan y cuando vengan...

Besos, abrazos, perros y gatos...y mucha mazamorra

Teatro Experimental del Zurdo
Montreal, Quebec