In Blueberries leave bruises on the skin, a theatrical performance with a physical slant, we ask ourselves the question: in what ways can we immortalize ourselves?

In an infinite-looking, white space stand three actors who search for ways to remain eternal, from heroic to small, from kitsch to painfully honest. Blueberries leave bruises on the skin is a motley collection of ways of resisting death, a celebration of human hubris, an ode to life, a party where no one wants to be the first to leave, an increasingly unstable ensemble of three characters who are increasingly concerned with themselves. In Blueberries leave bruises on the skin, we criticize at the same time. Rejuvenation cures, hologram tours, video messages for the future: why are we so keen to extend our existence and be remembered? Why does life in itself not seem enough?