"Stjepàn or What Happened After the Murder" 

a Monologue by Armando Rotondi
for Freya Treutmann

Read by Freya Treutmann

Inspired by the  character of Stjepàn Pelaghèjuskin 
from "The Forged Coupon" by Leo Tolstoy

Stjepàn or What Happened After the Murder

Stjepàn Or What Happened After The Murder - A Monologue By A. Rotondi - Read By F. Treutmann

Geschlossen	
An artistic project lead by Armando Rotondi (Script and coordination)and Mirko Ettore D’Agostino (Music and Sound Design)

A micro-story written by Armando Rotondi
Translated by Freya Treutmann
Read and performed by Freya Treutmann
Music score, sound design and editing by Mirko Ettore D’Agostino
Directed by Armando Rotondi and Mirko Ettore D’Agostino

Length:  1:00

Description
“Geschlossen” is a micro-story written by Armando Rotondi, read and performed by Freya Treutmann (also translator), with original music score, editing and sound design by Mirko Ettore D’Agostino. It interrogates the concept of stillness and waiting in relation to space and time: a space that is interior but also physical and threating; a time that is thought as a multiplication of speeches and perceptions. “Geschlossen” talks about anxiety and desire that cannot be satisfied.

Script Text in German (transl. Freya Treutmann)
Verlassen und Entfernung. Erst mal nur alles. Dann. Die Mauern des Hauses wie es Gefängnis, aus dem du nicht ausbrechen kannst. Mauern als Hindernis, zu hoch, um sie zu erklimmen und die eine Person zu erreichen, die du willst [nach der du dich sehnst]. Und in der Bewegungslosigkeit liegt das Paradox. Die eine Person, die du erreichen willst, wartet nicht auf dich. Also setzt du dich und fragst dich still: kommen wir denn jemals hinaus?

Original in English (Armando Rotondi)
Abandonment and distance. First a bit of everything. Then. The walls of the house like a prison from which you cannot escape. Walls as obstacles too high to climb in order to reach the One you want. And in not being able to move lies the paradox: who you want to reach is not there waiting for you. So you sit down and think: will we ever come out?

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