“People often ask me how I started. You know what, I never really started. It has always been this way.”
It was August 1988. I was 14 years old. At a local festival in Oldenzaal I met a pantomime speler. I was convinced I could do what he was doing. After this encounter, he invited me to play with him on the streets that afternoon. And there I stood, wearing my grandfather’s wedding suit, sweating profusely in the summer sun. From that day on, nothing has been the same. I just find myself on stage more often now.
And that pantomime player? Unfortunately, I have never seen or spoken to him again. I would like to thank him someday.