From Spring to Mouth


After our performance in Stephen Park, in the beautiful valley where the river Hodder springs, we will continue our project in the city of Preston. Following the river downstream, where it turns into the Ribble. We take the stories we collected at the spring to the mouth of the river, to the Preston Guild Festival, just like the traders and craftsmen that belonged to the guilds used to do.

For many decades, rivers are roads. Roads that separate different areas of land, and that are able to transport anything needed. Rivers have been used and controlled for ages; one build aqueducts that provided water for the farmland and drinking water for the cities. But still, those who explored the stream, noticed they didn’t had real control over a river until they would find the spring.

It was exactly for this reason that the Roman emporer Caesar searched for the well of the mighty Nile River for years and years. Because then he could rule his whole empire. He even promised never to fight a war anymore, if he could only have a glimpse of the Nile’s well. Caesar’s councillor told him myths about all the other Roman emporers, and even the Persian kings before them that searched for it too. Also for them the well stayed a closely guarded secret. The more Caesar asked, the more cryptic the councillor answered. “Some rivers”, he finally said, “rose long after the creation of the earth because of earthquakes and all that, without any purpose. Others, like the Nile, rose together with the earth and belong to the laws of divine nature.” Beautiful words, but Caesar was none the wiser for his pains. He asked for clear information, but received poetry in return.


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