Iarnvith - Ironwood
Rock a bye baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
The vanishing voice of an ill mother, the silence of a sad father who forgot how to talk, and their young daughter finding refuge in a forest world she fills up with creatures. A broken lullaby which the father and the daughter learn to repair together.
A show about child escapism and grown-ups who grew up too much.
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
(E. A. Poe)
When we are children our parents are immortal. They can get wrinkles into their faces, they can grow grey hairs. They can be sick also. But they CANNOT die. Granny can. But they can't.
And what happens when it happens? How does an eight-year-old girl deal with the absence of her mother? And the grief of her father on top of that?
This is the story of Iarnvith.
Iarnvith is a visual theatre performance in which everyday objects, forest elements and
the human voice are used to animate the stage and create a live soundscape.
The stage design and the many forest characters transform under the eyes of the audience.
The three performers are in turn puppeteers, actors, stage and sound technicians. Along with
them are Miia, a table-top puppet, and her father, a human-size torso reading newspapers.
Mariela Canzler, Perrine Ferrafiat, Lena Kießling
Perrine Ferrafiat, Lena Kießling
Design of Advertisement Material &
ca. 60 Minutes
7th October 2010
For grown-ups and children from 8 years onwards.