
Fortunately, we are dying. Otherwise, there would be a terrible crowd on earth. You would not find a free seat. Not even in the theater.
Death makes room for the next generation. By dying, life is reborn.
Gardi Hutter, alias Hanna, has experience with dying: In seven out of eight performances, she dies in the finale, but she doesn't let the applause take her away and gets right back up. Clownish death allows us to laugh at passing - the original laughter that man invented to make peace with his own end.
In Gaia Gaudi, Hanna is dead from the beginning, but she doesn't let something so banal overwhelm her. She continues her journey into the afterlife amid strange musical instruments, metamorphic dances, and images with mythological undertones. Meanwhile, in the afterlife, the clamor of the next generation grows louder.
Death, like all endings, is always a beginning, a birth, a transition. For believers into another world, for scientists onto another stage, and for actors into another fantasy.
Gaia Gaudi speaks of roots and wings, of stability and change, of the great alternation of generations that always renew the course of life and occasionally even fight.
Gardi Hutter, the most famous clown in Switzerland, and for many media, including the world, has teamed up with three young artists to create a "generational" show. They speak - living it directly on stage - of roots and wings, of stability and renewal, of the great exchange of generations that continually renew the course of life.
Hanna, the clownish alter ego of Gardi, has a lot of experience to die: in eight shows he dies seven times. Clownish death makes it possible to laugh about death - the original rice, invented by man to make peace with the idea of his inevitable end.
In GAIA GAUDI Hanna died from the beginning. The public understands immediately, but not her. He certainly does not let himself be overwhelmed by something so small. It is said that the soul of a dead man remains in space for a moment. Hanna's soul is so agitated that the body is twisted: then it takes this "floating thing" and drags it beyond. He hears the loud noise from the new generation behind the door, which demand space.
Death, as well as any end, is always also a beginning, a birth, and in this sense it is only a passage: for believers to another world, for scientists to another state - and for artists towards a other fantasy.
The story is told by a clown, a singer, a dancer and a percussionist. Naturally, surprises are inevitable, as well as in real life.
Photo - Sabine Wunderlin
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