“I can still write on love” so wrote the poet Dario Bellezza, one of Pier Paolo Pasolini’s big friend, Killed by HIV. “Orchid is the most beautiful flower but also the most black-hearted”, said a friend of mine, “because you can’t recognize the one that is real from the one that is false”.
Just like our present time.
As it happens in all my shows, there is in Orchids an attempt to define a moment I’m going through, me and my company, but also we all, Italians, Europeans, Occidentals, citizens of the world. A confused time in which I feel, we all feel, or many of us, I think, feel lost…
Orchids also comes from the great emptiness that my mother left when she had gone forever. The blank, so. Feeling no longer the son of somebody. The blank of love.
But Orchids also comes from many blanks and many abandonments. (…)
I think that Orchids is for me that vital, uncontainable need to go on talking about love in spite of everything.
Pippo Delbono