Somewhere, Someone has been tasked with putting the same balls into the same crate over and over again. Someone does this day in, day out, year in, year out, and no one actually knows why. Hoping that the walls won’t collapse on Someone, Someone starts throwing the balls against the walls. And so the balls travel ever further though the space, in a way that is sometimes graceful and deceptively simple, sometimes powerful and complex. If all goes well, they land neatly in the crate.

The masters of ceremony? Five wooden triangles, a juggler and a drummer. Stijn Grupping juggles by bouncing rubber balls from one object to another while musician Frederik Meulyzer picks up the rhythm with his drums. Together they compose musical harmonies and an intriguing web of lines created by the bouncing balls in motion. Everything depends on both the precision and strength of the juggler and the speed of reaction of the drummer.

1 package, 2 forms, 3 stamps, 6 signatures, 450 times a day, 159,750 packages a year in exchange for 10 vacation days. PAKMAN crosses the country to always deliver packages exactly on time. In the cargo bed of his small truck, the audience is invited to an intense performance about an inhabitant of our virtual economy that is as lonely as it is invisible.

An official from the Federal Public Service for Observation Affairs (FPSWZ) Department of Light takes the young audience into a world of light switches, sunrises and forgotten street lamps. A performance about how you see things differently, when you light them differently.

15419ft is a musical installation, realized together with Bram Rombouts and the studio of C-TAKT, that invites the audience to a special auditory and visual experience in the open air. Is something coming closer or going further away? And should you believe your eyes or ears? Together we discover the vista offered by the location and how it disrupts our perception, as if it were its own Copernican revolution.

How does an ancient Greek story find its resonance today? Today’s Echo resonates online on servers in Mons, South Carolina or the Pacific Ocean, rather than among majestic mountains and in deep valleys.

Our era is addicted to time, to the permanent lack of it. Time to waste, to sit it out, to anticipate or to worry. Time to cook an egg or to catch a plane. One thing for which ‘our’ time does not allow is rest. We must do, see, experience, act and consume. We gain minutes by using fast-cooking rice, microwaves, Senseo coffee machines and electric kettles.