SECOND FALL
Cast:Saburo Teshigawara, Rihoko Sato
Choreography, Set design, lighting design, Music compilation:
Saburo Teshigawara
Original noise : Akira Oishi
Visual images : Rihoko Sato
Direction and Choreography assistant : Rihoko Sato
Stage manager : Kazuomi Kurosawa
Lighting operation:Hiroki Shimizu (HALO)
Sound operation : Yoshihiro Mitsumori (SOUND MAN)
Duration:60mins
Premiere : 6th September, 2013 at Tokyo Metropolitan Theatre, Playhouse
Production: KARAS
Coproduction : Tokyo Metropolitan Theatre
Choreography, Set design, lighting design, Music compilation:
Saburo Teshigawara
Original noise : Akira Oishi
Visual images : Rihoko Sato
Direction and Choreography assistant : Rihoko Sato
Stage manager : Kazuomi Kurosawa
Lighting operation:Hiroki Shimizu (HALO)
Sound operation : Yoshihiro Mitsumori (SOUND MAN)
Duration:60mins
Premiere : 6th September, 2013 at Tokyo Metropolitan Theatre, Playhouse
Production: KARAS
Coproduction : Tokyo Metropolitan Theatre
Inside and outside of the world, and what is in between
"Fall" will never end.
Things only breathe in the air.
Someone weaker than an angel sits on the shoulder of the trembling angel,
breathing together.
This is what I felt was written in Schulz's text.
The time when fragility and extreme intensity struggle.
Schulz must have been seeing an angel.
I envisage. Amidst the transition of temperature created by the faint hope and
anxiety o the characters, a human who cannot suppress his passion, and the
weakness of the hiding suffering angel crosses.
A trembling life foresees the struggle with reality.
The intuition that fragile beings support the world gives me the greatest strength.
It brings courage.
A clear yet uncertain joy grows within irony.
It is born, be wildered, troubled.
Heatbeat and a silent scream resonate.
A faint laugh brings back the season.
The angel with an expressionless face is still trembling.
This is when dance will be born.
Saburo Teshigawara
"Fall" will never end.
Things only breathe in the air.
Someone weaker than an angel sits on the shoulder of the trembling angel,
breathing together.
This is what I felt was written in Schulz's text.
The time when fragility and extreme intensity struggle.
Schulz must have been seeing an angel.
I envisage. Amidst the transition of temperature created by the faint hope and
anxiety o the characters, a human who cannot suppress his passion, and the
weakness of the hiding suffering angel crosses.
A trembling life foresees the struggle with reality.
The intuition that fragile beings support the world gives me the greatest strength.
It brings courage.
A clear yet uncertain joy grows within irony.
It is born, be wildered, troubled.
Heatbeat and a silent scream resonate.
A faint laugh brings back the season.
The angel with an expressionless face is still trembling.
This is when dance will be born.
Saburo Teshigawara
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