He is simple men in public he never talks about his work or his achievements,
his presence in the net is limited and does not care about ‘l’air du temps’, he likes to eat well and visit places, His vibrant dramaturgical lineup revisits classic plays in no classic way, he led the Athenian national Theatre for 6 years managing to sell more tickets than any other Director, critics reviews vary they would either praise him or oppose him, none was left indifferent.
Alasthe relationship that the new generation had with the stage has hence changed…
For the ones who crave for theatrical renewal and innovation the plays directed by Yannis Houvardas are a Must See.
Although it is still under construction and by no means safe,
the road to perdition has just opened.
It is enjoyably uneven,
full of holes with gravel and black,
murky rainwater, runs steeply uphill,
and from its top the view seems breathtaking.
A number of cars, ostensibly without drivers,
races to the invisible finish,
which promises to be deadly enough, to make the whole trip worthwhile.
If I choose so, from my comfortable vantage point,
I can shoot all tyres flat, but it goes without saying I won't.
It pays infinitely more to just wait a little and hear all the shrieks.
Distance and proximity
Tolerance and intolerance
Respect and disrespect of yourself and others
The ability to take life seriously enough to know that nothing is too serious
The conviction that humor is the only real revenge against life
The awareness that humor is the place where all true revolutions start from
and much more babble like that
Because for me it's comparatively the safest one to lose, I guess.
But the sense I could NEVER part with, is my sixth. I literately couldn't live without it.
Musician. Piano player, most likely,
I love the fullness, completeness of the instrument,
although I'm too lazy for the discipline required.
Alternatively, I could satisfy my megalomania by being an orchestra conductor.
But seriously, now, I would kill to be a chef -in a cozy little bistro,
which people would have to try hard to discover.
Wouldn't be just one, by any means.
For starters: Van Gogh, during one of his fits
Lucretia Borgia just before she died
(to find out the truth hidden behind all the male politics that destroyed her life)
Stalin, when he was 19
(to ask him how he would imagine himself at 70).
To be or not to be, that is the question.
To be and really be, that is the answer.
(Can't remember who said it)