Anna Nuytten, Chiaroscuro
Do not try to save
The whole world
Or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest
Of your life
And wait there, patiently,
Until the song that is your life
Falls into your own cupped hands
And you recognise and greet it.
Only then will you know
How to give yourself to this world
So worth of rescue.
– Martha Postlethwaite
Journey through time, through light and dark, through silence, whispers and strange voices, past sounds and future echoes of lost shadows.
Voyage from far and old Italy to the fresh, poetic, delicate french sweetness. It ends amidst the english meadows of the 1920, described by soft poetry written by lady Fredegond Shove.
Words and sounds musically captured by Giulio and Francesca Caccini, Barbara Strozzi, Bartolomeo Tromboncino, Johannes Kapsberger, Kurt Weill, Joseph Jongen, Francis Poulenc, Adriël Cantamessi, Ralph Vaughan Williams…