January 2026, Paris Je n'ai pas vu le temps passer. Le spectacle est un joyeux patchwork de scènes où malgré la barrière de la langue, la complicité évidente des comédiens donne naissance à des moments souvent drôles, tantôt absurdes, parfois poétiques (mention spéciale à la dégustation de glace dans un opéra). La scène du traducteur m’a particulièrement marqué ! Un "soufleur" se glisse juste derrière un des comédiens qui joue un expert sur une thématique suggéré par le publi

The child of parents from two different countries living in a third, I was born into a home where languages intertwined and carried with them a sense of warmth and familiarity. That early experience of language as something that brought people together shifted abruptly when I was seven and we moved to the United States. I didn’t speak a word of English beyond fumbling through “head, shoulders, knees, and toes”, and overnight, language transformed from a source of connection i

Tout est affaire de mimétisme et de mascarade. Très mauvaise à l’école, je n’ai jamais su absorber des connaissances par l’apprentissage classique. J’avais toujours 0 à mes dictées et je craignais toutes formes d’interrogations, au point que j’ai développée une forme de détachement face à ma médiocrité. Je décidais de ne pas apprendre pour ne pas souffrir de ne pas y parvenir. Ainsi lorsque je suis partie à l’étranger pour la première fois, le choc fût complet. Sans mots, san

23/01/2026 Our days in Paris flow on and through water. We are housed in Rue de Nantes, in the 19eme arrondissement, a “dynamic neighborhood that houses numerous artistic scenes, large green spaces, and unusual spaces.”  The most beautiful part of it is the Canal de l’Ourcq, a canal built by Napoleon in 1804 to bring drinking water to this part of Paris and enable navigation for shipping vessels that would avoid the Seine. It was opened for navigation in 1822, and it still co

29/06/2025 Bologna airport, Sunday, June 22nd 2025. I pick up the Hungarian crew at Bologna airport. The heat is oppressive. The parking lots and roundabouts are overfull with travellers arriving and departing. We depart as quickly as we can, carving our way North, through the Pianura Padana, a swath of flat land lying across the top of Italy, across the Po River, and through the foothills of the Venetian Alps. These valleys were dug by glaciers millions of years ago, and tod

How was the second LAB? A summary of our work and creative process at St. Sorlin de Morestel, France.

How was the first LAB? A summary of our work and creative process at Felsőörs, Hungary.

We decide on a point in time in which to dis-place ourselves and travel to a new place: Ljubljana.