GAIA THEATRE
No lockdown lasts forever.
Thomas Oberender


The word ‘Gaia Theatre’ first came to my mind during the coronavirus period, during those weeks of lockdown when we were only allowed to go to our workplaces or buy everyday necessities under strict safety precautions in justified cases. Looking back, this period did not last long, but it was drastic and a collective experience in many countries. Like most people at the time, I lived mainly at home, sat on the balcony and did most of my work on the computer. I mainly met people online. Road traffic had all but disappeared from the city during those weeks and there were no aeroplanes in the sky.

In previous years, we had cleaned our old balcony once a month to remove a black film of fine dust that had settled on the grey stone floor, chairs and white window sills due to the exhaust fumes from road traffic. Now it had disappeared. The news at the time showed satellite photographs of northern Italy, which suddenly became visible again from space, with all its lakes and forests, towns and villages that had long been hidden under a smog cover. The rivers became clean again and fish could be seen in the clear water.