My Six Parents (part of FailSafe Festival 2019)

Back in antiquity, doctors did the best they could with what little knowledge of the body mankind had discovered. To fully heal, wounds would often have to be excised, cutting off infected tissue. Through storytelling methods and movement explorations, the wounds are treated and memories live on. It’s a complicated web, entangling these six parents and one child in an intricate mess akin to a Lifetime movie. But it is also a story of my origin and many parents. Each has left their various marks and shards in me, but not without moments of healing. From adoption to divorce. From one death to the other, the ironic and morbid sense of humor that life has never ceased to amaze me. I have two birth parents whom I’ve never met. I have two parents who adopted me. One stepfather, later legal father. And finally, one stepmother who is filled with shattered glass, constantly ripping them out to only point them my way. This is a story of pain, but mostly of memory and love.