Everything is in the nothing. Nothing is everything. Or how else can he explain that the spectator's finger ring, which is thrown into its own hole, reappears in a walnut celebrating its hermetic existence in an egg?
Alex Porter - again quite the singing, conjuring dervish - has developed new magic and card dances in the long nothingness of this year. With his magical impossibilities, he takes us into the twists and turns of the imagination and Socratically questions perception. A magic trick is really a game against time. But Porter's new trick creations take place in slowness. The eye is carefully guided, stumbling over its own gaze. Barely blink - and it happens.
Could it be that time is just a figment of man's imagination? Porter's idiosyncratic view of the universe makes the audience smile. From his magic sleeve he shakes stories that bend space, from his hands he lets visible wonder flow. But Porter is a voice acrobatic charlatan, who pretends with his stories a beautiful world and leads the people through their own imagination under the light.
How wonderful if it were all true. It is true! At least for one evening.
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