An oval stage space made of pink fabric, microphones, 2 human beings, 15 soft sculptures, noises, a soft light.
In this welcoming space where forms and relief merge, you examine these bodies-matters meet, fold, unfold, connect, invaginate, and intertwine. You are witnesses to a new division of things. Textures that are shapes. Shapes that are sounds. Objects that are beings.
The centre of the stage is your own centre. A centre that breathes. That feels. That emits light. A light that touches you ever so slightly. You need to touch in order to understand that it is better to feel than to understand.