Flash, Light, Rain

Posted by Niamh Hunt

What makes me want to listen to a story and carry it with myself?

A flavour, a smell, a random detail that is somehow familiar. All of a sudden, we stick to each other, our ways are entangled and we start becoming something together. 

We researched Budapest memories of World War II with 10 young people through the personal memories of 5 storytellers.

In the framework of the site-specific performance entitled Flash, Light, Rain, we invite the audience to a theatrical memory interpretation in the neighbourhood of Teleki tér, the former secondhand market of Budapest.

Imprint

Posted by Niamh Hunt

How many stories are hidden between the layers of a painting?

Imprint invites you to the gallery for an evening when paintings are transformed into a live scene. Voice, silence, movement, words, and visual language come together in a collage that is created directly among the works of art.

In collaboration between the National Gallery Prague and the Memory of Nations Theatre, an original lyrical-dramatic sequence is being created by students under the direction of Josef Doležal. Young artists immerse themselves in the life stories of visual artists marked by the totalitarian regimes of the 20th century and compose a collage of scenes, poems, and images from their fates and visual language.

Students were inspired by the stories of eyewitnesses Ivan Bukovský, Sylvia Klánová, Olga Sozanská, Jiří Sozanský, and Jana Vohryzková.

Line of Escape

Posted by Maite

In better times you make way to freedom, in less fortunate times you cut the way for survival. In any case, it is worth learning and walking your line. 

For this performance our partners researched Budapest memories of World War II with 10 young people through the personal memories of 5 storytellers. In the framework of the site-specific performance entitled ‘Line of Escape’, they invite the audience to a site-specific theatrical memory interpretation in the neighbourhood of Pozsonyi Road, the area of the former ‘international ghetto’.