Todas las canciones de amor (All the love songs)

(2016)

As you fold a napkin. So it happens with time.
The present of the loss and the discovery are touched, as when joining the ends of a napkin.
I make my present.
Santiago Loza, All the love songs

You came here. * And that's the first thing I want to thank: yes - because among the enormous, gigantic, overflowing theatrical offer of this city you chose us.
Whatever the reason, you're here. And you are reading this maybe before the show begins (or maybe after you've left the theatre and at home, before falling asleep, take a look at this program to remember something, look steadily a photo or read this little text that I am writing in my house, months before the premiere, and that you are reading now).
All this to tell you (besides reiterating my gratitude for having shared with all of us who do All the love songs our show of tonight) that what you are about to see (or what you already saw) also keeps, inside, that mystery unfathomable that is time: the theatre happens in the present - it is, yes, this necessary ceremony, this miracle of communion.
The character that Santiago Loza wrote and that Marilú Marini builds in a unique way is a person like all of us, a person who discovers in this brief trip the blessing of the present; this mother who waits for her son and who accepts that wait recognizes the wonder of the present; understands that this unique moment is the union of all times; and so it is celebrated, happy, accepting its present and accepting itself. She understands that life can also be a celebration.
This work that we build and that you will now see keeps this gift in its interior: the present.
Like this text that I wrote a while ago and you read now.
Like when we join the ends of a napkin.
Welcome to the mystery of life.

Alejandro Tantanian

* The present text was part of the evening program

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