

Alessio has always followed me through the most important awards (Riccione, Sant’Arcangelo, Scenario …) and with the company I was with before, Teatro di Legno. Working in the contemporary research theater, I tried to stay here as an actress and author, making my debut with a more traditional show at the age of 24 like Malamore, it talks about Camorra’s women. I kept firm the conviction to stay in San Giovanni a Teduccio, near Naples and near the sea. And then he went to Berlin to specialize in a more circus-styled course. I started making theater when I was 12, Alessio a little older. We got to know him, we went to him to be instructed and have stilts built, so we became waders and acrobats. We also experimented by learning the art of stilts at the school of Peppe Zinno: they still have a long-lasting and resistant theatrical reality that has brought so much art to the eastern suburbs of Naples in twenty years in a small space in San Giovanni a Teduccio.

She and I have been friends since we were 15, maybe even earlier! We met because we were part of a group of secular boy-scouts ( in Italy there are the catholic and the laic ones, ed)!Īlessio and I have been linked since high school where we met through fraternal friends in common and we have a similar training path since we both graduated in Naples from Antonio Monetta’s body mime school ( Decroux technique, ed). Roberta is a sociologist, she comes from a whole other world and works in social cooperatives where she deals with second generation migrants. Only I, Ilaria Cecere, 34, converse with you as we dismantle the lights for a setting that will see us guests in a special event in an Aversa theater … But I speak, ideally holding the other two friends and minds of Bustheater, adventure and co-owners of the Bus: Roberta Ferraro and Alessio Ferrara. One Bustheater, three minds: your life in a few lines exactly where it starts I reach Ilaria with a video interview that you will not see but that I want you to imagine from the words that I transcribed as they came.

Many historians will speak – and after them social scientists, without any politician healing it – of a de facto annexation of a composite country by a minority kingdom.Ĭertainly from the end of the 1800s the immeasurable gap in the index of wealth, life expectancy, now also of births begins … That of happiness and that of education have not been able to widen it … With the ‘sack’ of the Savoias ( Italian royal family, ed), those companies that grind discoveries and wealth were ‘transferred’ to the north of the country, thus beginning the never extinct southern ‘question’ at its tragic! anniversary, when Italy was unified. Three young friends who have never lost themselves despite distant lives delve into a twelve-meter bus transformed into a theater (and occasionally a cinema) in an abandoned factory in San Giovanni a Teduccio, deep east of Naples once packed with futuristic international factories, just meters away from the first Italian railway. It captures me, torments me and I decide to know all the unspoken. In a lazy, foggy and desolate day in the deep North chaired by Lega racist party where it is difficult to find anything that looks like good theater, I browse my daily diet of news and in a Neapolitan newspaper, my hometown.
