Notes-Goodbye Avignon 12/HI~MIMOS

Today in 2011, we graduated from Avignon, packed our luggage, cleaned the rental house, returned everything to the original state, and returned it to the landlord. In the future... No one knows if we will meet, but Everyone hugged the landlord and thanked him for all his help.

The musical instruments and lights of the theater were all packed up and shipped quickly on the night of the last performance.

I got on the minibus and was about to leave the city of Avignon, but was intercepted by reporters from Provence and photographers from the Bavin Center on the way. We haven't said goodbye yet. Hey~ In the future, it may not be easy to see each other again, so let's follow each other on Facebook Bar!

Now I’m going to Perrigo. I’m leading the group, and I’m super dereliction of duty. I don’t know where to go. I only know that I need to take care of the quality of the actors and performances. The rest will be handed over to professional translation agents. When we got there, the whole city was building a stage, and along the way, we watched the scenery, street scenes, other people set up a professional stage, watched puppets, and walked slowly to the outdoor park where we were going to perform.

MIMOS International Ink Opera Art Festival , it is said that Perrigo is called the "city of art and history". It is very interesting to hold the Ink Opera Festival in such a place with a strong artistic and cultural atmosphere, that is, why we were invited to ink opera art Festival? I'm not very clear, what are the rules for the expression of Mo Opera? But I think, if there is no other music or drama in the Mo Opera Festival, it would be very lonely! There must always be a sound, but it's not a human voice, it's a drum beat through our hands.

We have a new test, a park, a stage without a roof, a stone city wall on the back, and a stage without a wing curtain. It is still under construction, so nothing can be done, but our lighting brother needs to work hard I communicated with the French staff in English, while the actors, clapping their hands around the stage, feeling the revolving sound of the environment, taking pictures of the stage, thinking about how to present our performance, lying on the grass in the park, fantasizing about watching themselves below The feeling of performing.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was still bright, and we, lying on the turf, thought, who is the light shining on before the dark curtain between our show starts at 7:30 and 9 o'clock? Probably our hearts! laugh~

Tired, let's go back! Eat a meal, walk half an hour to the dormitory, sleep and face it tomorrow!