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                                           EDDY BRISKY: “BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES”

       I’m Edoardo Brioschi but in art I’m Eddy Brisky. I have been miss interpreted over the years as a clown. I am not a clown. I perform both mime and magic which is unique to me. I love to call myself MAGIC MIME. This is because it is an appellation that comes closest to my personality. In fact, the idea of ​​the Magic Mime was born because I wanted the art of mime to that of the magician. MAGIC MIME. I always am! Because art has accompanied me since childhood. My mother called me an actor when I went up on a table, taking advantage of a stool to show off at home. It permeates every layer of my bizarre personality. Going back to when I was a child (I was born in Monza in the province of Milan on November 25, 1957), indeed, exactly at three years of age my artistic spirit turned me around and performed on a stage in front of many children and young people who considered how they laughed they must have had a lot of fun. Since then, art has never abandoned me. I have exercised my expressive skills in various ways, both as a self-taught, also using the photo booths to define the various expressions, and by attending mimic courses, more precisely a course directed by Marise Flach at the civic school of dramatic art of the Piccolo Teatro di Milano and schools, such as the CMI Club Magico Italiano, where I specialize both as a mime and as a magician. exactly at three years of age my artistic spirit was my turn and performing on a stage in front of many children and young people who, considering how they laughed, must have had a lot of fun. Since then, art has never abandoned me. I have exercised my expressive skills in various ways, both as a self-taught, also using the photo booths to define the various expressions, and by attending mimic courses, more precisely a course directed by Marise Flach at the civic school of dramatic art of the Piccolo Teatro di Milano and schools, such as the CMI Club Magico Italiano, where I specialize both as a mime and as a magician. exactly at three years of age my artistic spirit was my turn and performing on a stage in front of many children and young people who, considering how they laughed, must have had a lot of fun. Since then, art has never abandoned me. I have exercised my expressive skills in various ways, both as a self-taught, also using the photo booths to define the various expressions, and by attending mimic courses, more precisely a course directed by Marise Flach at the civic school of dramatic art of the Piccolo Teatro di Milano and schools, such as the CMI Club Magico Italiano, where I specialize both as a mime and as a magician. Since then, art has never abandoned me. I have exercised my expressive skills in various ways, both as a self-taught, also using the photo booths to define the various expressions, and by attending mimic courses, more precisely a course directed by Marise Flach at the civic school of dramatic art of the Piccolo Teatro di Milano and schools, such as the CMI Club Magico Italiano, where I specialize both as a mime and as a magician. Since then, art has never abandoned me. I have exercised my expressive skills in various ways, both as a self-taught, also using the photo booths to define the various expressions, and by attending mimic courses, more precisely a course directed by Marise Flach at the civic school of dramatic art of the Piccolo Teatro di Milano and schools, such as the CMI Club Magico Italiano, where I specialize both as a mime and as a magician.

In my career I have performed in thousands of shows in Italy and abroad. It is obvious that here I cannot list every place or occasion in which I am exhibited, you will find every detail on the site dedicated to me; www.eddybriskyshow.com But I can say that I have given shows in “150” Italian cities. In Europe, numerous tours led me to Switzerland, France, Germany, Spain, Czechoslovakia, Belgium and Finland. Over the continent I also performed in Thailand. I also gave shows on Ausonia cruise ships. Of all these occasions, in some others I have tried not only as a Magic Mime but also as a theater actor, set designer, presenter, as an organizer, animator, creator and director.

I worked for television on private channels and on national TV. On Rai Uno I participated in 24 episodes of the show in the early evening “Fantastico”, edition of 1987, which was awarded the best of the year by winning the telegatto. On Rai Tre they were hired for the show aired every day in the early afternoon of 80 episodes titled “Jeans”. In addition, they have been interviewed in various programs with the participation of famous people such as Marlee Matlin at times.

I participated in the founding of the mime theater company “Senza parole” has become internationally famous. As the only creator I founded the “Games without Barriers” held in Sicily. The idea that then found the approval of the national order of the area was followed later sponsored by the continuation in various editions.

I did not engage alone in roles related to the world of entertainment and art but I also specialize as an Italian sign language and cultural teacher who distinguish the deaf world.

At present an aspect of art that has been unknown has become overbearing; that of the writer. In fact, I am writing an autobiographical book that I am convinced could help break down the barriers that help keep two cultures and two worlds apart: that of the deaf and that of the hearing. In truth I believe that everything I have done in my career and in whatever role I am engaged, deep in my self, I have always used to use my artistic skills as a form of communication to make the union or bond of two leaders possible in forming a beautiful bow, which allows these two cultures not to force and suffocate but to unite and understand each other.

This desire has kept alive in me the art that is a continuous and continuous volcano, it will continue a lot, to create emotions that helped me and make this link achievable and this beautiful and attractive bow.

Edoardo's Driving Experience

Youngest boy to get their driver's licence…

At the tender age of just 4 years old in 1961, Edoardo's parents bought him a self peddle go- kart; they also bought him a little outfit and of course a safety helmet.
He was always climbing and wanted to see what different objects were about and this came with much danger as the communication was limited due to his Deafness. But this never stopped Edoardo from doing whatever he wanted, being Deaf would not stop him. He was like an eel.
He loved his first car, it gave him a sense of freedom. Something he could do independently without anyone invading his space. This he had full control over. As he peddled calmly he would just cruise along the sidewalk. If he wanted to go faster, then his little feet would pedal as fast as his legs could bear. The communication between Edoardo and his family was limited due to him being Deaf, but they tried to communicate the best they could, with a restricted amount of lip reading, facial expressions, gestures and body language. A lot of this was guess work, due to Edoardo's age.
On the day Edoardo was given this car, his mother said that he was to use this solely for the sidewalk where she could keep an eye on him from their 6th floor flat. This much information Edoardo had understood, so he started to drive his very first car along the sidewalk of where they lived in Milan. The flats were situated on a sidewalk full of shops and local residents going about their daily activities. Whilst Edoardo was peddling back and forth on the sidewalk Edoardo's mother could freely look over her balcony and watch young Edoardo, well that was the plan. But there was a problem. In fact there were many problems. Firstly, there were people everywhere. The older community out getting their groceries, people out window shopping, people out buying from local shops. This was hard for a young boy to ride a go kart back and forth along the sidewalk as people were getting his way. Secondly the go-kart didn't have a hooter,
so to let people aware of his presence he would shout that mimicked a hooter sound and use arm gestures to notify people to move out of the way. Edoardo would go along the sidewalk minding his own business. He would pedal cautiously behind the pedestrians. But there was always someone in the way. This left only one option and that was to ride around these people with great difficulty. The ground was very uneven and rough which made steering heavy work for the young boy. The pedals would also become stuck and this added to his frustration because of the uneven ground. This often made people mad and would shout at him and make gestures referring to a local children's area for him to play. But Edoardo didn't care what people thought, this was outside his home, his sidewalk, his car and his freedom.
But he had had enough of not being able to ride freely, people getting his way, shouting, hes little arms aching due to steering around people, the pedals kept getting stuck due to the ground and then the penny dropped! Cars belong on the anevue not the sidewalk. That is why he was becoming frustrated with pedestrians getting in his way.
Off he went, this confident inquisitive little boy to the sidewalk . He managed to ride the car down the curb, waited for a big enough space and then off he went pedaling as fast as he could to keep up with the traffic.
This was amazing. What a wonderful feeling. Freedom!! No one getting in the way, the crawling behind old lady's carrying their shopping home looked like it was now a thing of the past. There were cars flashing their lights at him, he was happy. Look at me, I am driving, I can do anything. I am equal. I can drive, this feels brilliant. Edoardo managed to drive his peddle car along the avenue for roughly 6 kilometres.
In the meantime, Edoardos mother was worried out of her life. She came out on her balcony and couldn't see him anywhere, Her eyes were frantically covering every part of the sidewalk but she couldn't see him. She ran down the six flights of stairs whilst her heart was beating frantically.
She couldn't see him. Where was her baby? Had someone taken him? Is he hurt? He is Deaf how is he going to tell people where he lived? He is only 4 years old. All these thoughts were running through her mind. She had no choice other than to call the police and report young Edoardo missing. The police found Edoardo, casually riding along in his little car amongst the traffic enjoying his freedom. With the biggest smile upon his face The time of day this happened was a quiet time and there weren't many cars on the road. The police brought home both Edoardo and his go-kart back safely. He was reunited with his family and it was made clear he was to never ride along the Avenue again.

1964

Mom, please more tokens!

1964 - 1968

One fine day in February, my mom thought of having me take pictures with the carnival costume … I didn’t care … I still didn’t imagine my future … but then I had an idea …

I was roughly around the tender age of 7 when I first thought how I am going to develop my dream as becoming an actor, as there was something standing in my way! I’m Deaf, who was going to teach me facial expressions? who was going to teach at the same level as a hearing student? I wanted to learn as much as I could regarding acting.

I know, the local Cinema called Rondo Piazza 4 Novembre di Sesto San Giovanni in Millan had a photobooth just as you walked into the entrance on the right-hand side wall. 

I asked my mum if she had any tokens and to my surprise she did. I ran straight to the cinema and into the photobooth. I jumped on the chair, but I was only able to see my forehead, so off I jumped and span the small seat around as fast as my small hands would allow and jumped back on. This time I was able to see under my chin so one lasted final big, long spin of the seat and then I was able to see the whole of my face just level with my shoulders.

So, once seating in went the tokens and I just sat there, first I gave a smile…

I then took the automatic passport photos. I looked normal …

I was happy with these pictures, I could not wait to show them to my mum, I ran home and burst through the door to show her. She looked, she smiled, and patted me on the head. I did not want JUST to make her smile, I wanted to make her laugh, I wanted her to see that I could make people laugh with my facial expressions. I could be an imitator, this could be possible for me if I set my mind to it, I could teach myself. I could not wait to go to the photo booth again!

A few days later I asked my mum for a few more tokens. She was happy to give me some more, she was happy that I was finally happy doing something that I enjoyed for me. I had been thinking of different facial expressions that I could do, by taking photos I was able to be my own critic too.

The next series of photos began to show my personality. I was making funny faces…. 

These photos were not to offend anyone or linked to anybody, I taught myself, I  just wanted to see what my facial positions were capable of so I could look to see if I was happy with them or not. But this was for me to judge only.

This was the start of something big, it was here where I realized I had a talent, my face was like chewing gum. I could pull faces and make faces that other people The next series of photos began to show my personality. I was making funny faces….couldn’t. Also I was aware that I could copy famous people that inspired and impressed me like for example Jerry Lewis he didn’t seem to talk much however his facial expressions captivated me, he was a real funny guy.

 

Jerry Lewis impersonator

Once showing my mums these lot of photo she really laughed. Her eyes were bright, her smile was infectious and her laugh I could tell came from the pit of her gut. This is what I wanted; this was the reaction I wanted all along. The feeling this gave me was a sense of belonging, finally some control, I felt so happy that I could make someone laugh like that. It was so an overwhelming feeling. You know what this meant I Edoardo Brioschi could become an actor.

I didn’t need anyone to teach me, I was more than capable of doing that myself. My facial expressions were about to make the world laugh, from cheeky smiles to grimace, I continued to make an audience chuckle.

Edoardo Brioschi alias Eddy Brisky

1968

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