In 2004 I started my first dramaturgical collaboration with Jan Fabre. I had been following his work already for years, fascinated as I was by his daring radicality on stage. This fascination was certainly linked to how he was dealing with sexuality, amongst others. Growing up with the French philosopher Michel Foucault he was very aware of the enormous impact of all kinds of disciplination processes that are aimed at bringing down the power of sexuality. Centuries of religious doctrines had an enormous impact on how we ‘normalised’ our sexual behavior to adapt to a certain norm which was acceptable within society. What for me always was thrilling in Fabre’s work is how he manifested...

Dear Troubleyn/Jan Fabre, it was in Greece, nine and a half years ago, that I watched your work for the first time. Jan Fabre was at the sound control, with his team; he has almost always been at the sound control in performances that I have watched since then. It was because of power that I have been travelling to European cities to experience your creations. I do not mean the intensity and the passion on your stage. Energy can go wasted, nothing more than heat and sweat, if it is not transformed and taken up by performers and audience, if it does not become fecund in the form of the Power of Theatrical Madness. This was the first piece of yours that I have ever watched, the onstage...