En el umbral hacia lo otro: Sistemas, límites, transgresiones entre el teatro y el mundo

• Autores: Frithwin Wagner Lippok, Christina Schmutz
• Localización: De fronteres i arts escèniques / coord. por Núria Santamaria, Francesc Foguet i Boreu, 2015, ISBN 978-84-943779-0-7, págs. 397-406
• Idioma: español
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  • This paper discusses the utopian endeavour of trespassing the borders of individual solitude by means of transcending the limitations that separate theatre, art and genres other than theatre. The individual stands alone with their sensory experiences: Lust, love, torture, and agony. But also the taste of savoury wine and the excitement produced by good music are solitary, unshareable experiences. Our voice is directed to the marginal self as an endangered species. We trespass the borders between theatre and the rest of the world because for us, theatre people, everything matters more than theatre. Working in theatre, we do not draw upon theatre but on movies, comics, books, paintings, and music. Recreation, not perpetuation, defines the artistic act. Transgressing the limits between genres is like trespassing borders towards the other: Come closer, strange thing, alien, I want to speak to you — even though we might we might misunderstand each other. Staying a stranger to myself — via trespassing borders — again and again, I keep up my self-respect. We two lecturers usually work in theoretical-practical projects on entanglements of theatrical styles, genres and theory. By means of poetic irony we attempt toconvert theatrical habits, into a sort of distanciation so that the unknown can never be reached — gestellt in the sense that Heidegger gave the word. The unknown remains as a free field. Twentieth-century experiences — fascism, Stalinism, and turbo-capitalism— have disavowed every clarification and every truth. Crossing the ordinary world, seeking outlandish experiences, one might come home; being a stranger to oneself on stage, one might be at home with oneself. The perpetual effort to roll up the stone, to meet theother, the unknowable and the untouchable, is a tolerable way of bearing up our systemic seclusion