A cold wind blew in the intense heat of southern India. It was March 2023. I knew immediately that my winter had arrived again. It was the same time I crossed paths with Alaya, and our souls recognized each other and loved each other forever, since ever and until ever. I doubted for a moment whether it would be an early spring, but Nature, in all its wisdom, led me to introspection and a slow pace with room for doubt. To the rain in my eyes and in my heart, to the inevitable encounter with pain, so I could stop idealizing it and be able to include it in my river for what it is: a bittersweet teacher.

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In that same March of '23, I made the decision that I would create a new performance piece, a personal piece, a tribute to my constant orbiting around my own existence. I wanted it to be a solo project. I was seeking independence, and without knowing it, I was walking toward a necessary encounter with my own creative chaos and my original way of telling stories.

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It hasn't been easy, and it definitely wouldn't have been possible without help. Starting with Alaya Laurie Turcotte, who for two years, almost daily, took the time to host a space for theatrical improvisation. But not only that, she's also been the person who has made me feel the most welcomed and loved in my diverse and complex humanity I've ever felt; allowing me to accept myself, love myself, and reveal myself in corners of my soul I'd never seen before.

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Lacking a permanent workspace, our encounters took place along the way: from the houses where we lived, to forests, abandoned houses, goat herders' shelters in the Himalayas, small temples of various religions, beaches, mountains... pilgrimages on foot, crossing Japan by bicycle, climbing Mount Agung in Bali, living inside a van in the cold winter of Hokkaido, and more... much more. We learned to converse with the sites. Not only by listening to them, but by allowing myself to be heard by them and even accepting that my presence changed them forever, sometimes beautifying them, but other times unbalancing them. I discovered subtle forms of communication and accepted that I wasn't going to the sites like a shaman or healer to heal them, but rather, I humbly accepted that I was going to present myself to them with what I had, be it order, chaos, beauty, neglect, or poetry. And I was able to begin to feel the goodness and greatness of life welcoming me, being patient with me, allowing myself to be an out-of-tune human in search of connection, healing, and beauty (though not always achieving it).

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After two years, and adding to my work from the previous years, I had collected a vast acting vocabulary, and a second stage of the process, along with a big question, arose: How to articulate all this to tell a story? And what story? That happened this March of 2025, when, with my heart broken into a thousand pieces, I intuitively traveled to the ocean shore in Thailand, where I lived for four months in a small tent on a remote beach. I returned to my mother. To feel her lullaby lulling me to sleep under a blanket of stars. And there, on my mother's lap, the theme of the play emerged: Dad...Dad? I was taken by surprise. It felt like a distant calling, but one that tasted of truth and mystery.

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For years, my theatrical research has focused on exploring myself in as many directions as possible in order to gain a more accurate understanding of who/what I am. Richard Pochinko's mask work combined with Lume Teatro's energetic training, and finally, Balinese masks through the master I.B. Oka completed the quest.

I took the theme of the arrival of a new life as that moment when, suddenly, life changes forever, and all the masks that inhabit me awaken and come to light. Among them: anxiety, the strength to continue, fear, anger, pleasure, the desire to escape, the mystical, the fear of being excluded, freedom, incoherence, wonder, rigidity, and innocence.

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The title Spring Again refers to that orbital trajectory that we walk arround ourselves in order learn to who we are. Cycles. Repetition of situations until we learn what we need to learn and make space for a new sublimation of our own energy that now can materialize in different forms and situations.