ABSTRACT
Thirty days after the tragedy of the twin towers, I began a workshop at the
Theatre of the Oppressed Laboratory in New York. I am aware that our theatrical
techniques, in whatever circumstances they are deployed, always give rise to an
intense process of sensitisation amongst the participants; in this case, there being
six thousand dead buried so close to us, in time and space – killed only one month
previously, buried a mere two kilometres from the room we were working in
– I was at pains not to provoke even greater emotions, of grief. I was sure the
participants would choose to talk only of the towers.
