After completing my veterinary studies, I soon realized that small, scattered experiences were no longer enough; a profound restlessness had taken hold. I was yearning for something deeper. So, I took a leap of faith, sat for the university entrance exams once again, and chose my absolute dream major: Dramatic Literature.
I spent four transformative years immersed in my undergraduate studies. Now, as a second-year master’s student looking back at my path, I know with complete certainty that it was the right decision. The academic world, those vibrant student years, and the kindred spirits I met along the way didn’t just teach me about literature—they gave me the courage to find my voice and the audacity to finally take action.
It was there that we found the confidence to engage with a wide range of plays and began to understand how to reimagine works in creative ways—whether by turning Waiting for Godot into a puppet performance or doing the dramaturgy for Tadeusz Kantor’s The Dead Class.
The photo you see here is from a classroom project during my early university years, based on Heiner Müller’s Hamletmachine. We were a small group of three, fearlessly staging what weighed on our minds. Undeterred by the dress code restrictions of those days, we found the freedom to bring our truest vision to life on stage.
Site banner image: The Dead Class (detail), Tadeusz Kantor, 1975. Photo: Janusz Polecki.
