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Thekla Gaiti

Thekla has graduated from Veaki Drama School (2001), the National Music Conservatory (contemporary singing department, 2005), the DUENDE School of Ensemble Physical Theatre (2015,2017), the Economic university of Athens and has successfully completed her training as a level I Breathwork Facilitator. She has worked as an actor and performer with Greek and international directors, producers in theatre and cinema productions and TV Commercials and as a singer with Greek singers and composers in small and big concerts all over Greece and TV appearances. Over the last years, she is focused in her work as a performer in conceptual photography projects and she teaches the Self-With-Others performing technique at the annual international DUENDE summer residencies in Lesvos and the DUENDE School of Ensemble Physical Theatre and at small groups in Athens, while participating as a student in artistic trainings that interest her. Currently she is a postgraduate student of the Department of Theatre Studies of the School of Fine Arts of the University of Peloponnese.

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New age

Beginning of September. Beginning of a new age. Beginning of a new life. My beloved friend, her young son and I are getting ready for a long, evening walk through the streets of the densely packed neighbourhood. She and I, same but different, women starting afresh, at...

The count

382 beautiful things and 12 stupid things was the blonde six-year-old’s count on the way from his home in the city to his grandma and grandpa’s house in the country. That was what he announced to his mother, coming to the conclusion that the world was more beautiful...

At the bottom

“Drink water”, he tells me and holds me tightly by the arms seconds before he leaves me there, on the platform, alone waiting for the train that will take me away from his summer. He could have told me to take care, to write now and then, to think of him. Perhaps he...

Melted ice cream

Summertime. It’s July but it’s rainy and windy, like autumn. Something starts to slowly shift within me: a sluggish reaction to this sudden weather change. I can still smell the sunscreen on my skin. I am summer. I smell the rain. It’s autumn. I’m confused. I touch my...

Crossing the sea

I’m in a German town, in a stranger’s house, sitting on the edge of the bed, in a room that feels distant and unfamiliar. I bow my head to look at my shoes. All of a sudden, I’m overwhelmed and paralysed by the thought that today would have been my second wedding...