I participated in Roy Hart Theater’s voice workshop in summer, 1998. The most important thing I took with me from there was not vocal but something bigger, something that concerns performing generally. It was told by a clown, who led the workshop together with the voice teacher; “if you don’t know what to do, and how to act, wait.” Now, almost 20 years later I’ve almost learned applying that instruction in my daily life, too. It’s funny how long it can take that a thing arrives. And of course some things don’t arrive ever.
On the photo my son examines a manhole in Carcassonne, in June, 1998.