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Authors’ Comment

Fears, folds, cups, fog, shards and a hammer.
Some order and some chaos. Separate.
Parallels between curtains.

An installation that lives you in thr dark. Literally. From the entrance. To get out you have to choose. Like in fairy tales. You have a choice but you are completely cofused because you have no idea what the criteria are based on which you make the choice. You come out of the dark only to enter again, based on an option that divided the visitors in two. You see everything but you have no idea what you are seeing. You are together with half of the others in an oversized fitting room, partially delimited by gray curtains, through which some characters clearly different from the rest of the group move. They are dressed in Balkan-style clothes and move a little bizarrely, sometimes they ape, sometimes they squirm, they crawl or they stand on their heads. On the other side of the labyrinth of curtains, something else is happening with the installation, you hear it but you don't know what. Something is clearly going on there too. You're not really afraid but something similar to uncertainty runs through your synapses. Parallel uncertainties between the curtains. You pass a fold and come across the next booth where instead of drinking a cup of tea you are invited to break the mug. Like everyone else around. Ceramic shards fly from a velvet-cushioned performance. Until the performance in which the hammer breaks and loses one of its two teeth.
A broken hammer, dead of boredom among broken cups and a phone - from the box in which they were left at the entrance - shattered. The narrative thread makes a square bracket that fills with steam, in which the characters enter dressed in rags and come out either naked or others you have never seen before. Magical steam. Guess who comes to whom. Scared characters who run without clothes to hide in a crowded fitting room in the middle of which there is a bag of fog as a changing room... of characters.
Conclusion one of the suite of fitting rooms: people change, clothes stay.