My daughter calls me Baba. Just like I called my father. He was not always an easy man. Very intense and often challenging. He grew up in a small town on the edge of the desert, on the edge of the savannah, where there were only a handful of telephones but a cinema…
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We had sweet tea with milk on Sunday afternoons, and the television, which was always blaring, was turned off. We, brothers and sisters braided pigtails, squatted close together like a bunch of young baboons and my father told stories. Actually, he made them up. He was a great storyteller, wild and impetuous his words seemed to float on a river, yet always found a destination.
Baba often fished in the now, linking the world we knew growing up in Europe with the treasures of our East African ancestors. And even though in many ways we seemed so far apart, in his stories the worlds moved closer together.
Stories full of life and magic, death and happiness, love and chaos, spirits, people and animals. With all players engaged in creation all the time, the show "Baba Tales" searches for his storytelling on stage.This show was successfully presented at the international improv festival IMPRO 2025 in April and will be played by Inbal Lori, Sara Šoukal, Lee White and Raschid Daniel Sidgi.In English
Dates
November 2025
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