Künstler*innenhaus Mousonturm

„Nowhere in the institutions
Did they teach that revolution
Was something that could ever come to pass“
The Libertines – Anthem For Doomed Youth

A theatre is a theatre. Perhaps, it once was a soap factory, but now it is a theatre and no one quite knows what it will be later. The institution doesn’t abolish itself, but what if it dissipates and all its ghosts are suddenly unleashed and collide with each other? A puff of smoke and presto: inspiration. The sky changes color, but no one asks why and what the sky has to do with it, for in this state of dissipation everything is possible and we want to make everything possible, but then we just stand there flabbergasted and say: Oh…!