The curtain is pushed aside and its gathered ocean of stripes breaks the charm of symmetry. The Bajazzo appears. Solemnly he hovers through the curtain like a bust on a heavy pedestal. His eyes look nearly hypnotically entranced, yellow shining lids. They are only oval slits, because his eyes open vertically. They really spread a touch of clumsy glamour: The wide, bulbous silhouette and the striped, pointed hat. On its side the strand of hairs give off sparks. Where you may begin to catch the whole range of colours, from which the Bajazzo is put together like a domino game? Towering, blazing red cheeks curry favour with blue ears, eyes and mouth. A heavy curved moustache emphasizes the mime of the clown. And naturally this belongs to him: a wide, yellow smile from ear to ear.
