Guest artist: Mimma MontorselliThe Flight of Consciousness - To puppeteer Anna AccettellaA special workshop will also be held on October 25th:“A Small Flying Dress – One of a Kind in the World”
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Since I was a child, I would gaze up at the sky,letting my heart drift in its soft, pale blue.I dreamed of soaring freely, like a bird.
I believed that with wings, I could go anywhere—gliding through the wind, beyond the clouds,toward a light I had never seen before.
On days of dreaming,on days when love made me tremble,on nights I cried from pain,on mornings when I nearly gave up,the sky was always there.
And even now, on the ceiling of this room,I see the same sky I once looked up to.
少女の頃から 私は空を仰いでいた水色のひかりに 心をあずけて鳥のように 自由に舞い上がる夢を見ていた
翼があれば どこまでも飛べると信じた風をすり抜け 雲をこえてまだ見ぬ光のほうへ ただまっすぐに
夢を見た日も恋に胸をふるわせた日も傷ついて泣いた夜もあきらめかけた朝も空は いつもそこにあった
そして今も この部屋の天井に私は あの日の空を見ている
