Evi Polyzou

When I was a little girl I liked to copy the TV mannequins, the the expressions, the walking, the poses. I was showing them to Mom and grandmother and they laughed. In general, I I liked observing people. That's why I could easily imitate familiar faces and their behaviour. I knew when they were lying to me by the way they looked at me, I didn't they could have fooled me. Later, in kindergarten I had the convenience to learn 2 pages by heart without any issue. I made the presenter of a school celebration. I didn't know why it was so easy, I thought it was a game, it made me and those around me have fun. Growing up I realized that nothing is accidental.

In elementary school I was a member and sometimes I sang by myself. You see, I was from the kids who went to conservatory. In high school the same course continued as a member orchestra anymore. But all these years I haven't had forget what it was that was burning inside me, that I wanted to get out. All those years in school, because of of being a quiet child that didn't cause any trouble, I wasn't chosen for roles. One time I asked why,they replied by saying that they were afraid I'd get too excited in front of people. If they knew that only in front of world I feel familiar. Even today. Another philologist, who, as he said, 'did him a favour', in a play put me to say a line. That's because according to the same I had not written well in the ancient world and that I would find it difficult to remember words. One line, however we do it, is never forgotten...This play will be uploaded by music school in cooperation with our school. The director wanted in the intermediate scenes playing various dance routines and songs. I have registered, the only child from school me. I ended up doing the whole play, doing supporting roles. Just before the premiere director caught the philologist in front of me and the asked why he didn't give me a proper role, I had helped him a lot as he said and I didn't deserved a line. She replied that the reason was the ancient ones that I had not done well. He angrily snapped at her and he's gone. At the end of it I had write 20.

Photo from the work "Small Stories of Murders" by Panagiotis Bratakos.

At the conservatory a year later, when I was in third grade, they were going to put on a children's musical. There they wanted high school kids to play the lead roles. I had been offered to play. The joy I had...I was flying! Νόμιζα που λέτε ότι θα μου έδιναν κανένα μεγάλο ρόλο και ποιος ξέρει τι. Τίποτα! Έκανα a strict teacher for 5 minutes at a time. My disappointment? Huge, όμως δεν το έβαλα κάτω. Είπα μέσα μου ότι αυτά τα 5 λεπτά θα είναι τα καλύτερα του έργου. Θυμάμαι intensely the first rehearsal, I was late as I had piano before and couldn't miss the lesson. When I arrived and they shouted that I was coming out , ήταν η σκηνή μου.

I played my part without stress, I played my part with bravado χωρίς να δω ούτε την σκηνοθέτρια , ούτε και τον μαέστρο. Όταν τελείωσα με χειροκρότησαν, αφήνοντας με σύξυλη. Δεν θα ξεχάσω ποτέ που γύρισε η σκηνοθέτρια και ρώτησε τον μαέστρο <<Που την κρύβατε αυτή;>> και εκείνος απάντησε <<Ούτε εμείς το ξέραμε>>. Η παράσταση είχε πάει εξαιρετικά. Επαλήθευα μέσα μου ότι για αυτό είμαι και για τίποτα άλλο. Βέβαια μου το επαλήθευε και ο κόσμος, που μετά από βδομάδες με έβλεπαν στον δρόμο και με ρωτούσαν εάν ήμουν εγώ η αυστηρή δασκάλα του έργου.
Στο λύκειο είχα την τύχη να work with a Frenchman director, who, because of a competition, ήρθε στην Ελλάδα για να κάνει σεμινάρια. Από καθαρή σπόντα βρέθηκα στην ομάδα του καθώς 1 day before the show, he had φύγει ο μισός θίασος και they were looking for people. A friend of mine then, he called me and he said to go find them. When I got there I just read my 5 minutes of words and played. They caught me there. several people telling me that the I'm wrong.Then the director stood up, he caught me and said to me in broken English that this waited so long to see and that I shouldn't listen to anyone. When it was over the performance, I was asked to follow the group to the Mesangala where the continuation of the seminar would take place. The My parents left me and I went. There for 6 hours we did theatre clowning, where we were actually learning the Release. The differentiation of the self from the actor and the clown. All the improvisations were done in gibberish as most of the people in the group were French, who did not they could speak English. In the end of the seminars we presented our events, to the inhabitants of the Mesangala, in Larissa and in the refugee structures. Jean-Pierre Besnard, the director, was a important teacher .He a director and rabble-rouser, filming the entire world teaching the theatre of the oppressed and the clowning theater. An an open-minded man who wants to break stereotypes.

Through the theatre he believed that can highlight the various preconceptions but at the same time to break them, letting people see and a different perspective. He always thought I could accomplish a lot and that I was capable of doing what I want. He told me that he told me waiting in France at the his theater when I grow up. Maybe one day I'll be in Toulouse myself, who knows.Then, growing up, I wanted to go to a school where I could is not solely related to the theatre or music, but to combine them harmoniously with other subjects. I chose and passed the Department of Science Early Childhood Education and Education. Everything you need for a first degree. At the same time, I also enrolled in a theatre group in Thessaloniki, where I learned the basics of acting. I was there for three years. I met incredible people, friends μου πλέον, που μαζί μοιραζόμαστε το our dream. This year, I participated in a performance of Hercules Doukas, where he was looking for a pianist for the play 'Broken Dreams', which was an allegory for his own life. In the end, I found myself playing the part of Billie Holiday. He famously person in Thessaloniki ,as he had one of the biggest clubs of the 80s in the city. That's where all the cream of the crop and beyond used to go. Every night ...were the toast of the show.

Photo from the project "Refugee Structures"

I have played in shows either amateur or professionally. Plus I work as a piano teacher, the music however we do it will not ever leave. Always music with helping in the theater and the theater was helping me in music. Because of the music I could understand in the theatre the different timbres of the voice and because of the theatre to play expressive piano. Always the combination of arts helps. Now, in addition to school, I write music and lyrics for puppetry, attend classes phonetics and I continue the my piano studies. Finally, I follow my dreams with guided by the will and the luck. Because many things it's a matter of luck after all.

Photo from the work "Broken Dreams" by Hercules Doukas.

Evi Polyzou

Photo from the work "Small Stories of Murders" by Panagiotis Bratakos.

Photo from the project "Refugee Structures"

Photo from the work "Broken Dreams" by Hercules Doukas.

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