For the 7th time in the last 8 years I am sitting in my living room, trying to balance the need to get back to reality with another need, equally powerful, to treasure and remember the many special moments this conference gifted me.
As usual, I have come back home a different man, and the reason is very simple I think: for a program leader like me, CREA is a week-long mind and soul workout, a place where you stretch your synapses and then try to soothe them with some good wine at dinner. But despite the wine, my neurons hurt like hell now and the only remedy is probably an early night – for a change.
Change was this year’s conference theme, a very logical one for a creativity conference, in a way, but the way I interpret it is maybe a little unconventional: change is often associated with some progress, but in my case it’s more a case of regress. Working with my friend Roberto, my partner in the core program we led, the wonderful people we had the privilege of facilitating for days, and going through several powerful experiences (including my first one as a playback theatre actor) I managed to find my inner clown again, an old friend I had locked in a cellar a couple of years ago. He was still sitting on the floor, his juggling tools looking dusty and useless, and all this time he’d been waiting for someone to free him.
Thank you to all those friends who helped me pull that door open.
(by Andrea Montuschi)