I wrote diaries, stories, novels, letters, visions, poems, dramaturgies, dreams, fears, hopes, prayers, testaments, invectives, dialogues, songs, pacts, armistice, statements, dances, silences, building my own invisible world and superimposing it to what people call reality.
Then the Theater came into my life, or I entered into it. I was fifteen.
From that moment all my words jumped out from the papers yellowed by the passing time.
From that moment I started to create or represent on stage in front of the public or for the public.
From that moment people started to call me artist and what I was doing has become art.
I never felt comfortable with this definition, even if I took advantage of the situation.
Art. Artist. Artistic. Artifact.
It looks something artificial, adulterated with such a technique that seems to be real or, sometimes, even better than reality.
For the ancient Roman and Greek "art" was the word for the highest degree of technical mastery.
Nothing more than this. Even if... Isn't true that the pianist with his perfect technique can touch our souls?
I do not know from where my urgency of expression comes.
Perhaps from the need to change a reality that always left me uneasy, speechless, shocked, thrilled, petrified.
Maybe from the need to find a reason, a meaning, a justification, a sense.
In all this years I've never done a production alone (except when I write). Somehow, as soon as I have to present a product to the public, I ask to myself : who am I to say this? Is it right? Is this interesting for someone? Do people need it? Can this somehow be helpful?
In the end I always find myself to produce with someone and suddenly I have no more fears, no more doubts.
If there is even just another person in this world with the same need to say something, then I feel immediately entitled to do it.
I'm still producing with people that I love or through designated institutions.
I'm still not alone in the process, even if lately I lost somewhere all the project I had for the distant future.
Maybe I'm just a coward or maybe a dreamer.
Maybe these two words are not that different from each other.
But...
I hope Theater will always keep me in.
I hope I will always have the freedom to produce or "create".
I hope I will always be with someone that I love, doing it.
(although even the word "always" has an high dangerous potential)
Without these three points I do not see the reasons, I do not feel the right but I'm only facing the arrogance of my ego.
I don't know what art is today, but I don't want it to be just the need to show myself.
This look to me diabolical.
There is still this urgent need to demonstrate my dissent against this form of society.
At the same time I believe in the possibilities of the human race.
I still deeply believe in Theater as an holy place where the miracle is possible.
I pray with all my might that the miracle will be accomplished once again...
...and I do not write this for myself, but, like a castaway lost in the middle of the ocean, I put it in a bottle and I throw it in the sea of information, praying that someone will find it, decrypting the content.
In witness whereof,
Andrea Maria Mirabile