Zaquizamí

Cia. Roberto G. Alonso

Zaquizamí was the name of the place where unused objects were stored. The one in this story is at the end of the corridor: it has three badly-fitted shelves, a door with a lock and key and a socket that does not work. Every time the light is turned off there is a party and its residents, those who cannot be seen but exist, start to live, play and dream when they think they are not heard.
A dance performance where toys and junk left in the attic come to life, search for new opportunities and turn their defects into virtues. A song to diversity, solidarity and the spirit of improvement.