I eagerly await the night time.

I welcome those heavy cloud-palms which hide me from the sun, the shining eye of the cyclops-god.

There’s no anxiety or misery in my dreams. Or at least I do not actually sense any anxiety. There are deaths and flights, seas, pursuits and love.

Several times a day I try to do one of DEREVO’s exercises; sitting still on a bench with half-shut eyes, trying to remember pictures from my dreams and project them onto the reality of my daytime existence.

I’m on a ship. People. There are many of them. Running from one side of the deck to the other. The schooner is pitching. I recall the names of the ships in my dream. Caravel, Frigate, Clipper, Junk. I murmur in my sleep, “Junk, Junk”.

I jump overboard. An overgrown shore. I’m saved and checking for injuries. An agitated groin.

I’m threading my way to the shore through the wet sedge. A long and lonely life lies ahead. Happiness.

At the water’s edge there is a rubber ball rotting in the water. It’s neither big nor small. A small mark on the upper side. A little bit out of shape, but it still causes a smile. I want to kick it but I can’t. My long dress is clinging to my legs.

They call me to dinner. They call me Robert. I’m arrogant and apparently wealthy. After dinner a doctor comes. I know he’s lying when he tells me that I’ll die, but I want him to. He asks me to undress. I refuse. I can sense where the boundary lies between the silk reality of my dress and the world of the dream. There is silence in the castle.

“ROBERT’S DREAM” was premiered in Dresden. And within a week of arriving in St Petersburg we already know that we’ll change everything in it.

We were happy to receive a note from a great musician. Please find some time (there is enough of it for all of us) and listen to his music. “Rock Bottom” for instance.

Hello Anton,

Good Luck,
Robert (Wyatt)

Original text by Anton Adasinsky
English text editor: Julius Green
Photo by Elena Yarovaya, Carola Fritzshe, Alisa, Shtyk
Photo design by Elena Yarovaya

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Very simple and very good news.

DEREVO rehearses a new work, “ROBERT’S DREAM” - and it’s very good. The New Year is coming soon, and it’s very good too.

It’s good that the Winter is not here yet. But it will come, believe in it. It will be good as well. The crazy crowd in the stores, and the punch, and Christmas trees on the streets, and the colourful lights, and the shining punks, and the cheerful handicapped persons, and nobody buying any newspapers.

I’m used to the fact that lots of things are unchangeable and that the tears of change do turn me on.

There’s only place for one at the top of the mountain. It is very lonely and windy there.

You always want to meet everyone but then you remember that you did not call the most important one, simply forgot, while he or she maybe wasn’t so far away. You don’t like to come across friends in queues. No, wrong. The other way round. There is a reason to open your eyes wide and wish lots of happiness… Oh Lord, why not on every single day and not to everyone?

English text editor: Jennifer Williams
Photo & color grading: Elena Iarovaia