Inna Karpova

Theater…With me it happened absolutely naturally…as if I walked up to an open window, through which one can see everything: love and hate, loyalty and betrayal, laughter and tears, happiness and sadness… so much of everything that the list could become endless…It is in the heart of theater where all of our feelings live, grow and develop.

Sometimes you need to freeze…die…burst, in the electrically charged air on stage, into a million little pieces that are like snowflakes: each piece essentially different from the other…each also solitary…fall in love with everyone and yourself and…fly…and not know that somewhere there is a limit to theater.