On the border line between there is and there is not, there is a thing. Man picks up a thing. The thing becomes a line, the line becomes a word – a word becomes a world. World invades Man
One Man follows One Thing into a quest for love that leads to the lethal end.
A journey shared with audience and followed by a comic relief. No words, no decor, no mercy. Action only. Human saga by a single object.
“… A masterpiece of a poetic clown virtuoso..” Shai Bar Yaakov, Seven Nights.