Berlin

A dense crowd in front of Berlin’s Haus der Visionäre. Upon admission, the audience trickles onto the premises like a rivulet. Sculptures and paintings greet them in the factory hall, a gently rippling plastic sheeting hovers under the ceiling. Glasses clink, a rustling sound fills the room. Time to gather on the black-covered beer benches that are placed around the slightly raised stage. Pianist John Carlsson sets the tone for the stage action: melancholically driving sounds produced with his right hand on the piano and his left hand on the deck. Then searchlights shine until Shaked Heller, with small dragon wings, enters the stage. Sensitively oscillating between playful stretching and frightened curling up, he embarks on a journey of discovery into himself, seeking contact and ...