Besides the theatre stage, there is another place which is inseparable part of the theatre life. That is the cafe. The place that is the romantic bunker of the theatre dreamers, hidden in the basement, protected from the external impacts, where the spears are broken, and the narrative battles among the theatre people happen. Discussions for a world not yet created, for roles, for life that is created from just one idea.
And another space, personal bunker – the place where you find your own peace or the place where you talk with your roommate who had more gigs this period. And yes, before the New Year, the costume of Santa Claus is a real tool, and if you spicy it up with some fantasy, than you have little children that after fifteen years will say – For us, Santa Claus was Marjan.
