We are settling into our new lives in Mannheim. For some of us it meant coming home, seeing their children and loved ones and for the rest of us it is another transit bed and space, but because we moved with the whole team, the transition is more a physical one. We freeze. We are wrappend in layers of clothes. We eat cheese and brown bread and pasta apart from Shrunga and Mustafa who have carried 7,2 kg of MTR ready made south Indian meals to Mannheim.
We have also reached the end of the play - at least the first round of blocking, after which a whole new round of fine tuning and revisiting will start.
This is how NAZs sister was developed yesterday. In the original script she is a brother, in our version the mother and sister are both played by Pallavi. The character is that of a refugee, whose parents have sent her to London in the hope that she can become a doctor and send money home. This utopia explodes for Naz as he finds her in a small room in London, wahsing cars for a living, barely surviving, having become bitter and cynical.
We again used the statue exercise to give her gestures, body positions and movements.
Pallavi's jetlag actually helped to find the exhausted look on her face.
We have also reached the end of the play - at least the first round of blocking, after which a whole new round of fine tuning and revisiting will start.
This is how NAZs sister was developed yesterday. In the original script she is a brother, in our version the mother and sister are both played by Pallavi. The character is that of a refugee, whose parents have sent her to London in the hope that she can become a doctor and send money home. This utopia explodes for Naz as he finds her in a small room in London, wahsing cars for a living, barely surviving, having become bitter and cynical.
We again used the statue exercise to give her gestures, body positions and movements.
Pallavi's jetlag actually helped to find the exhausted look on her face.
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