Marc Silberschatz Adapter and Director
‘The selfsame sun that shines upon his court
Hides not his visage from our cottage, but
Looks on all alike.’
Home. A place of joy, safety, love and comfort. It’s not perfect; nothing is. But it’s good. Really, really good. And in a moment of becoming, the membrane between there and here – between then and now – thins, and the present is marked and bound by an unknown history and an undreamed of future. A play about who we were and how we become what we may be.