BEHIND THE CURTAIN(S)
DOCUMENTARY
Hidden by a huge vastness of velvet. Isolated from the rows that are still empty. Along the ajar doors of which light emerges and dim voices echo into the tiny corridors, one could grasp his unmistakable aura. Mysterious and close-lipped. A cathedral of steel in which time seems to stand still until the light dims and the thing starts. The sudden loneliness and peace they see, standing in front of the soft and shiny wall of red and blue, changes into promise, when he opens his majestic doors to the gazing eyes. Only then he is showing his real masquerade. A chameleon-like transformation into everything one can wish and imagine.