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17. Oktober 2016 - Nachts. Schlafen und doch wach sein. Eine musikalische Erzählveranstaltung mit Elettra Bargiacchi
17. September 2016 - Verbale! Internationales Erzählfestival in Potsdam
9.-11. September 2016 - MundArt. Internationales Erzählfestival in Bad Zurzach (CH)
13. Juli 2016 - 14. Leipziger Hörspielsommerfest
2.-4. Mai 2016 - Erzähl mir was. Internationales Erzählfestival, Remscheid
30. März- 2. April 2016 - Erzählprojekt in Theater junge Generation, Dresden
Babypause ;)
2014
#1: The old lady and the butterly
Once upon a time there was a Lady. Once upon a time there was an old Lady.
One evening she sat under an old oak tree and fell asleep. She dreamed that she had turned into a Butterfly. The Butterfly fluttered back and forth, fluttered onto a flower, and fell asleep. The Butterfly dreamed that it had turned into an old Lady sleeping under an oak tree.
As the old Lady woke up, she no longer knew whether she was an old Lady or a Butterfly.
(From a chinese fary-tale)
#2: the devil shabunda
One evening, the hunter Doruma was standing as usually out of his front door, he leaned his right shoulder against/on the red wall, he smoked his pipe and looked at the sun, slowly disvanishing/disappearing behind the fields, he welcomed the first star in the evening sky, closed his eyes and he was happy. He was a good hunter, he had a beautiful wife, children, a field and no enemies. But he didn’t know that he was there. The devil Shabunda... (from Stefano Benni's novel "The Bar under the sea").
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