Events

Forgive me for sometimes being a rebellious son. I wish to live, but I am needed now. For truth to prevail, for humanity to win, for lies and hatred to die. Being nowadays may often seem unbearably light and absurd. Somehow we have fallen into our fates like Kundera's characters. Forgetfulness renders most of man's efforts futile. Nevertheless, this is our struggle: the fight of memory against oblivion, here in the navel of Europe. Please, don't cry! It would be a waste of effort. My message is this: without an idea, man is not living, only existing. 

PUPEK examines the complexities and intricate details of Central Europe. The eight dancers, the musicians and performers expose trite wisdoms and convenient generalizations using Milan Kundera's words. We all love our nations, but there were and are moments when our European identity transcends national boundaries. 

We can also agree that taking care of my old mother is my bounden duty. Even though she has hurt me all her life. Why? Because it was commanded to us from above. How else would we know what is right?

Also that I have no right to take someone’s life. Except when that life is still in my womb, and not older than 12 weeks.

Can we agree on that? If not, then…

Let's reach an agreement.