K Madoně se rzí

The wheels of my bicycle broke through the fog and started puddles on the old asphalt in the quiet hills of Šumava. Dad and I drove wordlessly through the gloomy countryside and arrived at a dilapidated chapel. I stood in awe. Madonna, whose face was splattered with rain, was looking at me from a torn-down picture covered in rust.

The production is inspired by a personal experience of an unexpected meeting, which after years re-emerges from the depths of memory and comes to life. Solo singing with dance movement, light with fog, water with metal, moments of harmony and moments of anxiety lead a common dialogue about things that one is allowed to touch only in rare moments. The memory of the summer is overgrown with rust and the details of the painting in the chapel have disappeared. Instead, a new image is created, composed of memories, dreams and associations, which take their form in the theatrical image. What is it like to experience something that transcends people spiritually? For some it happens in a small forgotten chapel, for others when meeting a special person, someone waits for this moment all their life. The creators of the production invite you to a joint ceremony, a small stop and silence.